DOSE:	repeated	smoked	Crack	(freebase)
	repeated	insufflated	Cocaine	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

150 lb

I was 12 when I first smoked weed, and for a bout two years all I would do was smoke pot or drink at parties and stuff like that. I never thought about other drugs I didnt want others. I was happy. I was an honours student, who played basketball, swam, and rowed competitively.

The first time I tried meth I was 13, and I was so drunk I just passed out. I did ecstacy, and acid and shrooms all when I was 13 but I didnt really have cravings or anything for them. I would do them when I was at a club or a party.

The summer before 9th grade I tried coke for the first time. I liked it and all but it was no big deal really. I maybe did it like once a month if that until the next summer. That summer I tried coke again with a different group of friends. These people were all in their 20s except for my best friend ever mandie who was my age. I would go out at like 10pm, start drinking at an after hours party and then do coke maybe 5 lines a night, stay awake and at 5am, go to a 3 hour rowing practice. I tried crack cocaine for the first time that summer. I didnt really care for it all that much, I liked coke better.

In 10th grade, I started doing coke all the time, id do a line in the bathroom at school, take a bump before rowing, for basketball, when I was at a party, I liked it a lot it depended on it. I had a part time job at an avondale. Thats where my money went. My grandparents were pretty well off and would give me money as well.

I did crack again in december of 2002. And I liked. Oh how I liked it. It scared me at first and I would take the smallest hits. But then I was like, wow this feels amazing. The thoughts that would run through my head as I was holding in that elusive and wonderful smoke would be so clear and so positive I couldnt care about anything else.

I smoked crack with three people. My best friend, her boyfriend, and her dad. Sometimes other people would come and buy too. I would love the waiting for my toke, the ashes getting set up on the pipe, made out of an asthma inhaler or a pop can, sometime a real pipe, and the crack a little rock, it was the greatest thing in the world really. We would scrape the pipes or alcohol them later for resin.

I started to steal from the avondale I worked at in december too. Over about 2 and a half months I took over 5000 dollars in cash, lottery ticks, and merchandise, usually smokes. I also became close to my crack dealer, and would spend time with him, in hopes of free drugs. I stopped going to school, and I ate maybe 200 calories a day. I lost 35 lbs in 2 and a half months. Then one night when I was outta crack and pot and cigarettes, I went and told my dad what I had been doing. I thought I was through with it all. For the next two weeks I snuck out with stolen money, and smoked up to a ball a night to myself.

I was finally taken out of school by my parents, and sent to another city, and drug rehab. Since then I have smoked pot yes and drank, but in control. There have been many times I've wanted to smoke crack or do a line of coke, and I crave my old life very much. But the smoke and the drugs werent worth so much of life. I have problems breathing now walking up stairs, and I used to be able to run 10- km a day. I have problems remembering simple math equations and I had a 94% average before I became a crackhead.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 24939
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Apr 3, 2019	Views: 2,220
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