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daddys gone


             I want to tell you my story about why I choose not to do drugs.
            
             When I was two years old, my brother was three, my mom was 30 and my dad was only 29. The reason I say "only 29" is because that's how old he was when he died. My dad made many mistakes and if he had lived through them, I"m sure he would have many regrets. One of his mistakes was choosing to take drugs. My dad took, smoked and snorted everything he could get his hands on Marijuana, Cocaine, crack, heroine, vicodin, you name it, I"m sure he did it. My dad overdosed on those drugs and in his autopsy, it was said that he had taken over 150 different types of drugs, and honestly, I can't even think of 150 different drugs. .
             I hear from people things like Marijuana isn't a drug it's an herb. Well, maybe so, maybe it's not a drug But if it's not a drug then why does it do the same things as other drugs? It makes you feel, look and see differently. You don't think it's bad for you? Well, it affects your memory, your attention span, and your learning abilities. Drug or not, I will never touch it, or any other drug. .
             You may say, "Don't knock it till you've tried it!".
             Well, I don't think I need to try it, I don't feel the need to have to experience something before I judge it. I've seen what drugs have done to people around me Drugs killed my dad and I see what they are doing to my brother. I have lost so much because of drugs, I believe maybe if my dad was here today I could be better off, financially, physically, and emotionally. Some people say, "Yeah well your dad died, but now you get a butt load of money when you turn 18" and you know what I have to say to that? I would give ANY amount of money to have a father in my life. I would give anything I own to be able to experience the things daughters are supposed to experience with their dad's. I will never be able to go to a daddy daughter dance, I will never be able to go to dad when moms mad at me, I will never be able to say "my dad helped me with my homework", My dad wont be there when I graduate, but most of all, Who's going to walk me down the isle? I don't have a father to walk me to my marriage.


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