Chapter Two

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Backing up to 3 years before I was in high school. I started hanging out with the wrong people, and they got me hooked on drugs. It felt good when I was high, but I knew deep down it wasn't the right thing to do. I did it anyways because the past didn't matter when I was high, and it felt like it never happened. Plus, my friends liked me for me and not because of my past, and I liked that.

I came home around 3 am every night, until my grandparents found out. They were not to happy about me coming home late and smelling like weed, but I didn't care. Until they grounded me for a month, but don't think that stopped me. I went out every night anyways. Finally, they called the cops on me and my friends, and put us in jail over night.

I was sixteen years old, and it was my birthday. I thought I could bribe the officer, but being a stupid teenager I made it a little inappropriately. I put some money from my back pocket in between my boobs, and through the bar cells I pushed my boobs up.

"Officer I believe we didn't do anything wrong, and if you take this from my boobs I might give you something in return." I said seductively.

The officer looked at me with his eyebrows up, and walked slowly over to me.

"In your dreams, ma'am."

After that my grandparents came in to bail me out, and they wouldnt even talk to me. Our drive home was silent, until we got home. They yelled at me, and grounded me again. Not sure if they wanted to put me in a christian school, or home school me.

Oh, how happy I was with there desicion. (sarcasm) They decided to force me to go to church with them, and put me in the high school youth group. Can I just die now? Maybe, I should run away, I really hate my life.

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Authors note:

I hope you guys liked it! I tried to make it longer. Please vote on this chapter, I would really appreciate it! I will post chapter three if I get 10 reads, and at least 2 votes. Love you all. Bye! :)))

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