DLZ
*FICTION, NONE OF THIS HAPPENS. JUST A BEGINNING FOR A STORY, I GUESS.*
I smoke pot. And I have to say, it's one of the greatest things I think I've ever done. Regardless of how people feel about it, I enjoy smoking. I never let it interfere with my schoolwork, I only smoke a) if I have no homework and no tests the following day, or b) it's the weekend and I have no homework and no tests on Monday. In Honors classes, that translates to barely ever smoking, which I don't mind. As I've exhibited and will continue to do so with ease, I can write fairly well. I won't say whether or not my marijuana use has resulted in the killing of brains cells, because how can I know? All I know is that ...
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important. Just know it's hot. Now, I lived with 5 people, and 4 pets. My mother, her boyfriend Phil, Phil's son Nick, my brother Gage (named after Stephen King's "Pet Sematary"), and me, Zakk. Our other inhabitants consisted of our 2 dogs, Midnight (Cocker Spaniel), and Rubin (Boxer/Pitbull), and our 2 cats, Casper and Yowie (pronounced yo-e). Of these 5 people, the only money coming in was child support and disability checks for my abusive, alcoholic mother. She'd had a stroke from her chain smoking and the entire left side of her body shut down, which she never regained control of. Needless to say, we lived in poverty.
I got in with a bad group of kids who introduced me to pot. I smoked it once or twice to experiment, and continued smoking. I liked it. It gave me the feeling of being cool, I suppose, and I was told I was the best stoner of the group (Andrew, Michael, Devin, and me). Eventually, after a few months, Mike and Andrew quit smoking, for reasons I never ...
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"until so-and-so did blah blah blah and screwed it up." No, that didn't happen. I started going out with this girl, Liz, who I smoked with frequently. It seemed like weed was the best thing to happen to me - I got popular, was making money, I got a girlfriend, the works. She became a regular and entered our group, and Dev recruited her to help with our weed sales. Liz was very popular, and had connections that Dev and I couldn't quite reach. The more we smoked, the better weed we got, and the better weed weed we got, the more our customers bought from us. It was a fantastic cycle.
In the meantime, my family began to rip apart at the hinges. My mom drank more and hit Gage and I more, ...
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