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I'm sorry I know it's long but if you read the whole thing I'll love you forever and I'll probably get best answer
The streets were flooded from the storms. The rain was still pouring down. There was a party going on. For some odd reason people always find it better to stay indoors during a rainstorm. I’m not like other people so I was outside safe from getting wet though. I wasn’t in the mood for a cigarette or a joint so I was standing by myself leaning against some dry wall. I had a beer in my hand I was swishing it around and took a swig or two. There was nothing interesting to do around here. The party wasn’t any better. I knew what was going on up there, people everywhere laughing, talking and mostly all of them were drinking or doing drugs. Damn high school kids. I hated being here, I hated getting invited but most of all I hated this damn party. I thought I should be going now but my sister wouldn’t care how late I got home in fact I wouldn’t be surprised if she was at that party herself. I puked. Vomit on some dudes driveway, didn’t matter the rain would clean it out I was hoping it wouldn’t though. I just walked away. My life was spiraling into nothing I couldn’t do anything about it.
I walked all the way home it was far and cold and wet. I didn’t care though. When I arrived I went to the shower. As cool as my sister was she didn’t approve of me doing drugs and I didn’t want her to find out, at the end of the day though, I knew she would know. She always knew. I got out of the shower and just laid on my bed. I felt someone watching me but I didn’t have time to react because I drifted away. It was probably only my sister though. I woke up the sun wasn’t out yet and I immediately looked at my alarm clock. 6:05. Perfect time to get up and get ready for school. Crap now I had no excuse to not go. I got up, got dressed and ate. At around 7 my sister awoke. She got up and asked me if I wanted a ride. I declined. She said to take an umbrella and I didn’t I found no point. Sure it was cloudy 80% chance of rain but I liked getting wet I liked being different too bad no one else did. It was drizzle so I wasn’t soaked when I stepped into first period class. Everyone was talking about the party except the teacher who was talking about math. I felt bad for everyone. Their lives were worse than mine.
By the end of the day it was as if I had jumped into a pool with all my clothes on. Everyone would look at me, my friends would ignore me, school sucked almost as much as that party. When I arrived home I opened the curtains in my room I didn’t even glance twice at the giant tree that was there. I really should have. There was someone there.
I went into the shower and when I came out and landed on my bed. It was raining just a little and of course I hadn’t noticed the person yet. I considered doing my homework but then laughed at the thought. I went downstairs only to see an empty kitchen. Well it wasn’t very empty but no one was there. It was very usual. My sister who was my legal guardian was always at parties so she just left some groceries. I started making a barely edible meal. You’d think that after cooking for so long you’d be good at it. Well one thing’s for sure I wasn’t good at cooking at all. After finishing my so called meal I picked the liquor cabinet lock and got a bottle of wine out. I had just one cup but I was getting tipsy. I put the bottle away. And stumbled to my bed. I just passed out before I would kill more brain cells.
When I woke up a shadow was casting over me. It was only my sister with her arms crossed and she was tapping her foot. She yelled at me for 10 minutes about drinking her wine. I half ignored her since I had just woken up then got up, told her to shut up and went to go take a shower. I knew she wouldn’t do anything because she was just that kind of person. I got out and I was right about my sister. She didn’t do anything, nothing at all. She didn’t offer me a ride to school or make me breakfast like she usually did. It was fine with me I didn’t expect her to be nice to me after I drank her wine and told her to shut up about it. I walked to school it was cloudy and I doubted it would rain anyway that didn’t matter. It didn’t rain. I was sitting in a class when my friend Damian whispered
“Hey, what weed were you smoking yesterday?’
I hadn’t been high but I assumed he thought I was because I didn’t care that I was getting wet. I replied that I hadn’t been high. His reply was
“Yeah sure right.” Then he turned around. So I was just the person who recommended drugs to people that’s why I was invited to the party. Usually I would tell people what drugs and what dealer but I seriously had been sober.
At lunch I bumped into Jennifer one of my ex-girlfriends she had broken up with me and called me an addicted loser. I wasn’t addicted to drugs I just used them a lot. She just gave me a look and walked away. That’s what I expected maybe even a sla
After lunch I couldn’t stop thinking about her that’s Jennifer for you. She was the popular type of girl but she became popular for a reason. She was smart, nice and beautiful many guys wanted her that’s why everyone was shocked when she went to me. She told me she liked me and why. I asked her out although I was high that day but there’s no way I’d ever tell her that. I stopped drugs for a while but when things went bad I’d smoke a cigar or cigarette. I’m not afraid to admit I was falling for her. She made my day she helped me get over my past none of my other girlfriends had been that perfect. What about the bad things the problems? I didn’t want to think about it so I ditched my class to smoke
“Again man?” It was my good friend josh he had been absent for a week.
“Yeah.” I said.
“What is it this time?”
“Nothing can’t someone enjoy a smoke every once in a while?”
“Yeah but you can’t” He said laughing. He was right drugs were my escape.
“What are you saying gone for a whole week, what’s your excuse this time?”
He chuckled and said “Suspended for three days just ditched the other two.” He was smoking a cigarette too. He was a bad influence on me but he was there for me and helped me with the drug stuff. We just smoked for a while leaving my breath with a toxic smell I knew my sister wouldn’t forgive.
you'll probably get best answer*
Sorry about the grammar and I did try to put paragraphs but the story was too long so I had to mush it together
I'm sorry I know it's long but if you read the whole thing I'll love you forever and I'll probably get best answerThe streets were flooded from the storms. The rain was still pouring down. There was a party going on. For some odd reason people always find it better to stay indoors during a rainstorm. I’m not like other people so I was outside safe from getting wet though. I wasn’t in the mood for a cigarette or a joint so I was standing by myself leaning against some dry wall. I had a beer in my hand I was swishing it around and took a swig or two. There was nothing interesting to do around here. The party wasn’t any better. I knew what was going on up there, people everywhere laughing, talking and mostly all of them were drinking or doing drugs. Damn high school kids. I hated being here, I hated getting invited but most of all I hated this damn party. I thought I should be going now but my sister wouldn’t care how late I got home in fact I wouldn’t be surprised if she was at that party herself. I puked. Vomit on some dudes driveway, didn’t matter the rain would clean it out I was hoping it wouldn’t though. I just walked away. My life was spiraling into nothing I couldn’t do anything about it.
I walked all the way home it was far and cold and wet. I didn’t care though. When I arrived I went to the shower. As cool as my sister was she didn’t approve of me doing drugs and I didn’t want her to find out, at the end of the day though, I knew she would know. She always knew. I got out of the shower and just laid on my bed. I felt someone watching me but I didn’t have time to react because I drifted away. It was probably only my sister though. I woke up the sun wasn’t out yet and I immediately looked at my alarm clock. 6:05. Perfect time to get up and get ready for school. Crap now I had no excuse to not go. I got up, got dressed and ate. At around 7 my sister awoke. She got up and asked me if I wanted a ride. I declined. She said to take an umbrella and I didn’t I found no point. Sure it was cloudy 80% chance of rain but I liked getting wet I liked being different too bad no one else did. It was drizzle so I wasn’t soaked when I stepped into first period class. Everyone was talking about the party except the teacher who was talking about math. I felt bad for everyone. Their lives were worse than mine.
By the end of the day it was as if I had jumped into a pool with all my clothes on. Everyone would look at me, my friends would ignore me, school sucked almost as much as that party. When I arrived home I opened the curtains in my room I didn’t even glance twice at the giant tree that was there. I really should have. There was someone there.
I went into the shower and when I came out and landed on my bed. It was raining just a little and of course I hadn’t noticed the person yet. I considered doing my homework but then laughed at the thought. I went downstairs only to see an empty kitchen. Well it wasn’t very empty but no one was there. It was very usual. My sister who was my legal guardian was always at parties so she just left some groceries. I started making a barely edible meal. You’d think that after cooking for so long you’d be good at it. Well one thing’s for sure I wasn’t good at cooking at all. After finishing my so called meal I picked the liquor cabinet lock and got a bottle of wine out. I had just one cup but I was getting tipsy. I put the bottle away. And stumbled to my bed. I just passed out before I would kill more brain cells.
When I woke up a shadow was casting over me. It was only my sister with her arms crossed and she was tapping her foot. She yelled at me for 10 minutes about drinking her wine. I half ignored her since I had just woken up then got up, told her to shut up and went to go take a shower. I knew she wouldn’t do anything because she was just that kind of person. I got out and I was right about my sister. She didn’t do anything, nothing at all. She didn’t offer me a ride to school or make me breakfast like she usually did. It was fine with me I didn’t expect her to be nice to me after I drank her wine and told her to shut up about it. I walked to school it was cloudy and I doubted it would rain anyway that didn’t matter. It didn’t rain. I was sitting in a class when my friend Damian whispered
“Hey, what weed were you smoking yesterday?’
I hadn’t been high but I assumed he thought I was because I didn’t care that I was getting wet. I replied that I hadn’t been high. His reply was
“Yeah sure right.” Then he turned around. So I was just the person who recommended drugs to people that’s why I was invited to the party. Usually I would tell people what drugs and what dealer but I seriously had been sober.
At lunch I bumped into Jennifer one of my ex-girlfriends she had broken up with me and called me an addicted loser. I wasn’t addicted to drugs I just used them a lot. She just gave me a look and walked away. That’s what I expected maybe even a sla
After lunch I couldn’t stop thinking about her that’s Jennifer for you. She was the popular type of girl but she became popular for a reason. She was smart, nice and beautiful many guys wanted her that’s why everyone was shocked when she went to me. She told me she liked me and why. I asked her out although I was high that day but there’s no way I’d ever tell her that. I stopped drugs for a while but when things went bad I’d smoke a cigar or cigarette. I’m not afraid to admit I was falling for her. She made my day she helped me get over my past none of my other girlfriends had been that perfect. What about the bad things the problems? I didn’t want to think about it so I ditched my class to smoke
“Again man?” It was my good friend josh he had been absent for a week.
“Yeah.” I said.
“What is it this time?”
“Nothing can’t someone enjoy a smoke every once in a while?”
“Yeah but you can’t” He said laughing. He was right drugs were my escape.
“What are you saying gone for a whole week, what’s your excuse this time?”
He chuckled and said “Suspended for three days just ditched the other two.” He was smoking a cigarette too. He was a bad influence on me but he was there for me and helped me with the drug stuff. We just smoked for a while leaving my breath with a toxic smell I knew my sister wouldn’t forgive.
you'll probably get best answer*
Sorry about the grammar and I did try to put paragraphs but the story was too long so I had to mush it together