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When I was in 6th grade, I found out both of my parents were doing meth. I didn't exactly know what it was at the time, I just knew it was bad. My brother and I both noticed how it changed our parents in everyway. They didn't let us have any contact with any other family members and their moods towards us changed. One day, we found the bag of meth and threw it away. That same night, our parents yelled and argued about the meth. They blamed eachother for stealing it and the both freaked out. My parents were high (meth) at the time and it just made everything worse. The next day, there were holes in the walls, the door was broken and they were both gone. They continued to do meth and didn't realize what they were doing. My brother was taken to school every morning and that was the last time I'd see my parents untill right before bed or untill the next day. They spent all there money on meth and didn't pay rent or buy food. We moved several times and at the last house, they didn't even bother to buy food. I would have to find things for my brothers to eat. The only way they were able to get a decent meal was if they went to school. I got up everyday and made sure we made it to the bus on time. When we got home, I made sure they did their homework and then we went to the park for three to four hours. When we got back to the house, I made sure they showered while I found some sort of food. They didn't like the food but they ate it anyway. Around Christmas, my brothers and I went to my grandparents and were going to stay there untill Christmas Eve. My parents were supposed to pick us up on Christmas Eve, but they never did. We called and searched everywhere for them. They were no where to be found. It seemed as if they just fell off the face of the earth. Then one day, my mom calls my grandma and told her to keep us. My brothers and I were okay with that because we were cared for and loved with our grandparents. My father is now clean and my oldest brother is living with him. He hasn't relapsed or anything. It's been almost 3 years since he has been clean.

As for my mother, she has a lot of struggle to give up meth. She relapsed a few times and was in a drug class. Now, she's in Jail. She will be in jail for a few years then she will go to rehab for a few years. She ruined her whole life just to be high one more time. She lost her kids, her family, her home, and anything else you could imagine.

My brothers and I know never to do meth. We know it WILL ruin our lives. I'm a freshman in high school and I know people that do meth, it's there, but I'm not going to through everything away just to be high.

If you want to do meth, be prepared to through everything away and loose everyone.

-Majic.

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