School. School was always horrible for me. I always got teased and well I practically just got bashed. James and I usually always got bashed, just because his parents were the local drug dealers and because mum was a prostitute.
People used to call us sick and worthless because we also smoked weed, but what were they to expect? That's what we were taught was alright to do, and well it was alright. There was a few things that we would stay sober for, such as school, but that didn't stay like that for very long.
The pain of being bully and bashed got too much for us and we ended up coming to school high, so we could forget what happened. Most of the time it worked, but sometimes it didn't. Sometimes we'd remember the brutal bashings and harsh words. Sometimes the words weren't even aimed at us, they were aimed at our families. And that hurt. Someone calling your mother a worthless scrap of meat hurt. Why? Because I loved her. She was my mother. Someone saying that about my mother hurt James. James was practically my brother. He really was. Sometimes he'd even call my mom, mom, even though she wasn't actually his mother.
James and I would stick up for each other, which then made the situation worse. We were always getting taken to the principal's office either because of the bullying or because of the smoking. Either way we were there.
Most of the kids around where we lived knew each other, so if one of them didn't like us, then the rest of them didn't either. That's how it worked in that town. Everyone knew everyone. Everyone knew everyone's business. Everyone just knew everything. They all knew that mum and I got bashed, but they did nothing to stop it.
They only people that didn't know were the police. No one told them anything. No one trusted the police since they weren't in our town, they were outside the boundaries.
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Addicted - Adam's Story
Teen FictionThis is a story about Adam Valentino. The drugged up sixteen year old who had many bad experiences as a child. He was brought up in a world of hate, abuse, and drugs. His mother... she is a prostitute who always smoked pot with the Castiello Family...
