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My father did meth when I was born. He beat my mother. He scared me. He left me. I didn't know he exsisted for the most important nine years of my life. Mother married the wrong guy. He abused. I needed my Dad, He was out doing meth. Now that my father is clean, I managed to forgive him, but I live with my grandparents. He is scarred for life. As am I. My teachers fear that I will be like him. I cry when I watch meth commertials because all I have to do is change the faces of the actors into my dads and it sums up the story. My boyfriend did meth. It ruined his life as well. He was clean before I got with him. He told me it was worse than the commertials explained. It hurt more than he thought. I am terrified of people who do meth. Even if they are clean now, I hesitate. When I needed my father the most, he was out doing meth. METH,

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