But
I'm not completely stuck in the past. I also like to watch Friends,
and things like CSI, and Law and Order which, by the way, are totally
cool. One of my favorite things is people.
Just people in general. I love the fact that everyone's different
and has there own unique thing.
I always like to find that unique thing inside of people, that's
why people at school call me the "Guidance Councilor".
They come to me with their problems, but I don't mind. I enjoy helping
people. One person that I'll never forget was a good friend of mine.
He was into a lot of different things, bad things. I knew that I
had to help him some how. After all he had been there for me and
i knew that if I didn't help him now, he would never be there again.
But one day when i had gone to check on him (he lives right down
the street) I caught him smoking a joint. I was so upset. I expressed
this to him and he said that if I started smoking it would make
that feeling go away. I reached for my pen in my back pocket and
started writing on a piece of paper that was lying on the floor.
I wrote for about 5-10 minutes strait. This is what i wrote:
Drowning
Imagine being LOCKED in a room. You can hear people putting the
key in
the hole but you tell them to go away. You like the way it is in
the
room. Then water starts to fill it. You bang on the doors and windows
but no one will come. Soon the water is up to your ankles but it's
rising
faster now. Then it gets up to your knees...faster...
your waist...faster... your neck. By now the water is gushing in.
It's
OVER YOUR HEAD. You swim around frantically screaming for HELP,
but
you've already PUSHED IT AWAY. You swim to the surface but your
head hits
the ceiling. As you gasp for your last breath the water gushes in
your
mouth and chokes you. You go under and beat against the doors and
windows
again, but this time you know there will be no reply because IT'S
TOO
LATE. Everything slows down, even your heart. THEN IT STOPS.
This is what happens when you do drugs. You can drown in your own
WRONGDOING and you can die. DON'T DROWN. DON'T DO DRUGS.
I gave it to him after I read it through once taking it in for
myself. Then as he read, his face soften and then he broke down
into tears. I hugged him and comforted him. Since then, whenever
he gets a feeling like he can't stay in control, he takes it out
of his back pocket (he takes it with him everywhere now) and reads
it over and over again until he gain control. This writing kept
me from doing drugs and it's keeping someone else off them too.
It might sound insignificant to you and others but it keeps the
stress away and the drugs.
Pretty intense, huh? Sara's passion for writing helped to save
her friend. Are you a writer or poet and want to see your work up
here? Submit your writing  as your Anti-Drug now.
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