I've been watching alot of news lately. Call it boredom.. Call it interest. But, something just caught my eye, and it’s been awhile since I wrote so I decided to finally right about something I have a strong opinion about, something I know more about then I should perhaps.
Maybe first I should tell a little story of where my feelings on this come from, and maybe why I know so much about it. Almost a year ago, but not quite. One of my close friends since high school, went away to a college a little further then the one i attended and got herself into more trouble then she could handle. She's always been good at that finding trouble, and staying trouble. But, the worst came told the end of our freshman year, about the time that i didn't hear from her for about 5 days. Which for the two of us was pretty strange, we talked alot weather it be the on the phone or internet. She even came and visited alot. When she finally decided to call she was in alot of trouble, and "on the run". Oddly enough she didn't know she'd done anything wrong that could really get her in trouble, she was just running from the pain of the mistake. A mistake that would cost a new friend his life.
I’ve done drugs; I’ve been known to run in the druggie group. But, I’ve never been one to play god with my own life, never been one to take anything that would or could kill me, never drove high, never did much of anything high but write.
Oh, yeah back to my story. Well it was almost spring, and my mom called me almost crying in a voicemail saying Sarah called her and was somewhere close to Virginia, which isn’t far, but still a good 7 hours away from the school she was attending. My mom said Sarah was hysterical on drugs, saying she killed someone and was gone to prison. Not long after I called my mom back and got details did Sarah call me asking for help. As much as I wanted to help her I couldn’t, but I knew the only way I could would be to let my mom be the good mother she is and call her dad and tell him where to find her. My moms one of those smart moms, who can do anything on the internet she wrote down the number Sarah called from got a pretty got idea of where Sarah was and then got the house number she’d been calling from. Found the location on the Internet, and printed out the directions. Pretty much gave her dad every detail of where she was at, and that’s when Sarah’s nightmare was over. Our parents came to the rescue and saved Sarah from a lot of drama, and heartache.
Now I suppose I should really tell you what happened and why my friend thought she had to run. She got morphine patches from a friend and was doing them on a regular basis. Morphine is one dangerous drug, anything that makes you drool, fall down, and slur with in two minutes of having it in your system could most definitely kill you, and that’s only what half a patch can do to a body. But, of course once people find out what drug your on, they want it to. Well if you’ve ever known the druggie scene. A friend, a large male friend asked for them and had the money for three of them, only two hours after Sarah dropped those patches off this man was laying in his floor, dead. DEAD… with blood, drool, and foam out the mouth heart stopped dead. To them it was all fun in games, doing this drug spending days messed up. But, for one friend it lead to death.
My friend Sarah would have never hurt him on purpose, and getting him the drug was wrong. She didn’t exactly run at her own from will, but was so scared from being lets call it high, that when the person she bought it from decided to run she went with them, not knowing that they were running just knowing that they needed to get away for awhile and get over the death. Little did she know two days later cops were looking for her, because her fingerprints were on the package of the last patch he applied to himself. Which by the way when they found him he was wearing all three, applied by his own free hand. Just by supplying that drug though, she had become a suspect. Eventually other kids started talking about were the drug was being bought, and that took any charges that could have been placed on Sarah away.
Maybe I’m writing this with two stories.
One being that Sarah made friends with the wrong people, started doing crazy drugs, and followed what another girl told her to do. When making friends always know in your head what your doing is for the right reasons. Her running the way she did was only to someone else’s benefit not her own. She should have done it, but I guess that’s the effects of a drug meantto releive cronic pain.
Two being. Morphine isn’t to be played with. Just tonight on the news in my location TWO 16 year old kids ODed on it. They didn’t even take a whole patch. Which you can eat or apply to your skin just like a nicotine patch. Its not something to be played with its just like doing crack, one time can be the end. I’m sure those kids weren’t even bad kids, just kids looking for a good time one night, and took it to far. Kids who will never get to say I love you to their moms and dads again, kids who hadn’t even gotten out of high school yet.. didn’t get to live. I find that sad.
I guess I wrote this cause it hit close to home, and you never know when you’re gone to be at a party and be offered this. I just hope that should it ever happen that you say no, even if everyone thinks you’re a loser, at least you know you’ll be their to live the next party.
Edit: this might be hard to read.. I didn’t reread or spell check. Sorry about that I just felt like writing and wrote it. I said what came to mind and that’s all that’s their.
Don't fear death but rather the unlived life you don't have to live forever you just have to live!