Addiction
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Everyone has their addictions but mine was far worse. For me it wasn't just about the drugs or alcohol. It was playing a game, a game I knew all too well. Maria has had a very tough life even from a young age. It was no surprise that she would eventually turn to drugs and alcohol. But no one saw what kind of games she would play just to get them. It was almost like truth or dare, but only dare. If you did the dare you got the drugs/alcohol if you did not succeed you don't anything. She has always gotten her dares done, except one time. That time changed her life forever, she had no idea the game she was really playing.
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You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.

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