Speak Up

About a year ago I lost my friend to meth. She was beautiful. She was always confident and happy she didn't care what others though. Her whole family where drug addicts but she always told me she'd be different. No one in her family had graduate high school either and she was doing so well. She had A's and B's and was in a lot of advance classes. Well her mom and brother introduced her to this guy. He wasn't good looking by any means but he was nice to her and she loved him. He got her into doing drugs. She started out with weed and chew. I always kept telling her no. Don't do it. You'll just want more. And she'd always reply back and tell me "No no I promise no more after this week." Well she got worse and worse and I sat there and watched her rot before my eyes. Her teeth where turning yellow and her eyes they where horrible to look at they where sunken into her face and she looked empty. I missed my best friend. She started doing harder stuff like coke and meth. Her own "boyfriend" sold her out so that he could get his fix. She'd always tell me to. "Just a bit longer. I love him and that's why I'm doing this. I'll leave him soon." After about a year of this. She went missing. They found her body in a ditch outside of town. She was raped and then strangled by her "boyfriend" when she told him she was leaving him. If you ever think about doing drugs. Don't. I lost my best friend Faith that day. Don't lose yours.