Then started taking oxys and percocets, ever since I started using drugs I’ve always used more than most people would, it always takes me more than most people to get high I couldn’t ever figure it out, even if it was my first time. I use to drink a lot, and smoke pot, but then every time I would drink I would puke blood, like straight red blood. So I stopped drinking, and started using pills a lot, I got pretty caught up with them, and it started to become way too much of an expensive habit, so I started using HEROIN because it was cheaper. And a way better high, I never thought I’d get addicted. And my brother was using heroin for 2 years when I started. So I thought well what the hell why not, it can’t be too bad. Then after about 3 or 4 months of me using me and my brother started getting high together he was shooting and I was sniffing/smoking. My brother didn’t want me to shoot it. When we started using together I could see how it was affecting my brother more though, but I didn’t care because I was getting high and it was all good.

My brother sold it so we got high everyday and I always got it for free, so I was happy. Then I started feeling the withdrawals when I didn’t have it, and I wasn’t liking that. When my brother would be out copping id go in his room and steal the empty bags, no matter how many times he yelled at me telling me he needed them to make money I’d still go in as soon as he left the house.

My brother and I are best friends, and very close and share everything with each other. So one day we were talking and I told him before I went back to school (it was summer) I was gonna get clean, cold turkey. Because I didn’t want to have to feel like that in school with the withdrawals. I’m already in an alternative school so they are already looking for drugs and everything when you get there.

So after our talk I had about a month before I would start school. So I just kept getting high gettin money doing my thing. Then 2 weeks before I had to go to school, me and my brother were sitting in my room, I was about to go out looking for job so I told my brother I loved him and id be back in 30 min, me and him got high and I left. 45 min later I coming down the road and there’s cops on every corner of the street that I live on, they had the whole block blocked off, my stomach dropped I had the worst feeling.

I turn the corner ands there’s about 15 cop cars at my house. I run up to my house and ask what’s going on, there’s a search warrant I can’t go anywhere near my house for 30 min. Later I see them take my brother out in handcuffs. He’s in county –we don’t have the money to get him out till court, he can get up to 5 years in prison when he goes for court. That day I lost my best friend and my brother. 2 weeks later I started shooting up, Heroin is all I think about all I want and all I think I need, I don’t want this to happen to anyone, I don’t want them to feel what I feel, addiction is all I know, and all he knew and he’s in prison and I’m on the road to nowhere, sooner or later ill probably end up in jail too.

I know I need help but at this moment I have no way in getting it, no money no insurance. I do what I have to, to get high. And to send my brother money in jail. NO WAY OUT. I never stopped before I went to school… I’m a heroin addict.