Hopefully this will reach most of you out there. This is a tribute to what one of my friends had to go through while being in the justice system.

It all started off in high school. We were young, we felt like to world belonged to us, powerful.

We were just finishing up our senior year when, James (for reasons i will change his name) began getting involved with heavy drugs. He was a bright kid, always knew how to charm people into liking him, and he did very well in school, even when he wasn’t trying, but it was because he didn’t try that a lot went down the drain for him, and without realizing it, screwed himself from getting into the college he wanted to go.

This is alot of information..

i might need to break it down to several chapters in order for me to tell it straight, but i just want people to realize where our america is going, what we’re teaching our kids, and maybe change some of it.

Back to James.

He didn’t get into the college that he wanted so he threw the fuck it switch.

Now before we get into how it began going down, it might be important to give you his background.

James grew up in the west coast, attended private schooling for his whole life untill he moved from there to the mid west. Once getting there, he was thrown into a private school, and let me tell you that going from a private to a public is a big change, kind of close to being trapped in four walls, never seeing a single soul to being let go of in the city with it’s bright lights.

Everything changed, suddenly he didnt have to go to class if he wanted to, suddenly he’s in school with the opposite sex, suddenly his world was rocked.

As he began high school, little by little, he began testing the waters, first by ditching a class here, and later by smoking pot, and with each new adventure, he began distancing himself from what really mattered.

His habits changed. He didnt care about going to school anymore, fuck it, all his life he was trapped, he could never go anywhere, nows his chance to get out and make up for lost time.

Suddenly, he had friends. This was new, he never had friends before, people always were cruel to him because he was a little weird, but what he didn’t realize was that people where just embarrassed by how selfless and open minded he was.

Friends…

ha, i laugh now, they weren’t really his friends.

They were his drug dealers.

He began to try smoking pot, and he loved it. love the feeling of not caring what others thought of him and the sense of right it held, but little by little, it wasn’t enough, it wasn’t giving him that same feeling it used to, and he needed more to feel great.

Pretty soon, one of his so called friends offered him a pill that would make him happy. That would free his mind of all his clouded senses.

This was Ecstasy…

His first one was amazing.

Amazing how a small pill can become a catalyst in destroying a bright young boys future…

He began stealing money from his parents to fund his habit, and using more and more.

Eventually his dealers knew him well enough to start inviting him to raves and he loved it.

Everyone there liked him. No one judged him, no one cared who he was and what he had done.

It was as if, he had died and gone to heaven.

But heaven had its downsides too.

He quickly learned that everything sucked when he wasn’t high. That people weren’t as friendly to him outside of the raves.

IT hurt him, know that it was all fake, the drug was just making them act this way, but he sought to make it right by taking more.

little by little…

he began killing himself..

I want to write more, but i feel i should organize a bit better.

Give me a week. Ill continue on.

Till then thanks for reading.