Speak Up

I haven't walked this road alone, my siblings have been alongside me throughout everything and have been a huge support. We had to deal with my dad, a man who had no idea how to be a parent or how to take care of his children, nor himself. I remember waking up at 2 in the morning to my mother's shrilling cries. I would walk into the kitchen to see my dad choking her, her face is red and she can barely say my name. I'm stuck, I don't know what to do. I run to the phone and start to dial 911 when my brother takes a hit for my mom. I hang up and run over to help, my mom is short of breath with tears in her eyes. The woman who gave us life almost got it taken away from my dad. I recall another time when my dad was arguing with my mom and he flew one our dining room chairs at her. It broke into pieces. I can imagine my moms heart broken into pieces. Being called names and sworn at, at such a young age really takes a toll on you. I had to watch my older brother get beaten by my father for years. My brother's head was smashed into the bathroom wall one time, just for not turning off a light. The dent is still there today, a constant reminder for me about our past. My 3 little brothers were taken out of home and put into foster care because one of my parents was a drug addict while the other was mentally unfit. Seeing your little brother at an age of 2 being put into a stranger's car crying, wanting to hug you one last time but doesn't get the chance to, it makes your heart ache. For days. Months. My father has been clean for about 6 or 7 years now, and things have changed. Our mother doesn't live with us, my 2 older siblings have moved out and I am here, stronger than ever. I started to do marijuana at the age of 12 and I would waste my life trying to get others to do it with me. I would skip school and lie to people I love. I quit at the age of 15 because of my fear of trying meth. I met someone who changed my life and introduced me to God. I am a Christian now and will never look back to drugs again. I feel that it is my duty to make sure my little brothers do not make the same mistakes that me or my dad made. Having to deal with someone close to you doing drugs is not easy... but there are people out there going through the same thing and people that can hear you out. I feel very against drugs and do not tolerate them in my life. I have neighbors on meth try to brake into my house, fly things at our animals, throw little bombs into our yard, slash our tires, attempt to steal our car and the list goes on. I want to take a stand against meth and prevent it from controlling other's lives. I hope that we all can help to make a difference in the world or even the neighborhood we live in. I am doing a project on this subject and I would like to take action by getting involved in some organization that prevents and informs people about meth.