And id like you guys to give me your honest opinions on the first chapter. Now this is just a rought outline of what the first chapter would sort of be like and by no means final i just want to see if anyone would actually be interested in reading more and of course all of the town and people names are fake. But anyhow thanks in advance to all those who reply i love to hear peoples honest opinion on my work. The point of the book if i do finish it would be to try and teach people through example that no matter how hard someone tries if the people want drugs they can and will get them. I was always told as a child that when I grew up if I worked hard enough I could be whatever I wanted to be. But as I grew up I found out how few people actually believe in this. [/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT] <o> </o> Every day hundreds if not thousands of people are arrested for doing some drug related activity. Now I believe that these people were also told as a child that if they worked hard they could become anything that they wanted to be, but as soon as they became anything involved with drugs another person decides that for some reason this is a horrible thing to do and the man with a drug problem needs to go to jail. Now I’m not sure what gives these other people the right to put some of us that believe differently in jail but they still do it. Either way as we all know there are a thousand different views on the drug topic but I am just here to tell my story to help some of you realize that the war on drugs isn’t going so well and the drug users are winning. <o> </o> People have used drugs for thousands of years and will use them for thousands more. Until people realize this whole war on drugs thing isn’t working were going to keep wasting a lot of money that could be used for something way more useful like paying off our debts as a nation perhaps. Hopefully after you read my book you will realize this also and eventually things will change. I don’t expect anything to happen very quickly but I do believe that eventually things may change and until then I’m just going to tell you how my life was and why the war on drugs will never work. <o> </o> <o> </o> <o> </o> Chapter 1<o></o> <o> </o> I was 15 when I first smoked marijuana; this was my first experience with any illegal drug so I guess you could call it the beginning of my drug career. I managed to sit next to probably the only other kid in my entire school who was interested in computers one day and he overheard me talking to another friend about a website I had made, afterward he showed me some of the websites he had done and some other interesting things and basically from that moment on we were friends. Josh was his name and I talked to him online for a couple days after that and he soon told me about how he smoked Marijuana and invited me to come smoke with him several times. My Anti-Drug training as a child kicked in the first couple of times he asked and I ended up giving him some stupid story about how I couldn’t go out. Eventually one night I got tired of him asking and agreed to go with him, his brother Jake and his neighbor Marcus Zinnel to make a campfire and smoke one night. <o> </o> They picked me up at my house that night and from there we went behind an older teacher’s house that Josh and Marc knew then proceeded to start a campfire while they packed a bowl and passed it to me. I remember that we didn’t have a lighter as it ran out of fluid so Josh and Marc had to use a stick in order too light the bowl and I was still pretty scared of the whole Marijuana thing and only pretended to hit the bowl as they passed it to me. I never did get high even though we sat there for several hours and Jake had fallen asleep in the car but at the same time it helped me too get over the idea that drugs are evil at least a little bit. <o> </o> That night I stayed at josh’s house, It was the first time I stayed at anyone else’s house in a long time being as one of the close friends I used to have recently moved and it was just nice to get out of my own house. We spent the rest of the night playing video games and even though I never did get high I certainly made some good friends and started hanging out with then and going to Josh’s house a lot more. <o> </o> After this night I went to Josh’s a couple more times but we never smoked anymore just watched movies and fiddled with computers or something but one night he had picked me up and his parents left shortly after I got there, It wasn’t long after they left when Josh’s younger brother Jake came out and asked if we wanted to smoke. I really didn’t want too as I still had a small amount of the drugs are evil propaganda left in me but somehow I gave in once again even though nothing happened the last time. This time we used a device they called a steamroller (Which really was a Gatorade bottle with the bottom cut off and a hole in the side for a bowl piece) the idea was to cover the hole on the bottom with your hand and suck in at the mouth part of the bottle while you light the bowl piece and fill the bottle with smoke then remove your hand and allow all the smoke to go into your lungs. Josh and Jake were both quite good but this being only the second time I ever smoked the whole steamroller idea was very confusing to me. After a couple tries with Josh and Jakes help I managed to get a few small hits off before we managed to blow all of the weed we had on the floor and finished smoking. Afterwards we went back into his living room and I sat down to play Xbox but as soon as I sat down I immediately noticed something different…My arms felt lighter than ever before and as I sat down on his couch my whole body seemed to melt into the leather and the couch soon became the most comfortable piece of furniture known to man. After a brief moment of contemplation in my mind I soon decided that I was definitely high, everything seemed to become better instantly. Things that made me angry before no longer mattered and anything funny became twice as funny and more defiantly more enjoyable <o> </o> I remember the first time I ever owned weed it was also a gift from Josh. He had asked me earlier in school if I wanted to take a trip to Appleton after school and I agreed. We drove to this house in Appleton and he gave money to another friend of his a Senior named Nick. When we got there Nick ran in with Josh’s money and came out with a small bag of marijuana. After we got back to where I live we dropped of nick and then went to my house to drop me off, when we got into my driveway he told me to hang on a second and fiddled with the bag he had just gotten and then handed me a cellophane with some weed in it <o> </o> I wasn’t sure what I would do with it exactly as I didn’t have any sort of pipe to smoke it out of but that night on msn Josh taught me how to poke holes in the top of a pop can and use that to smoke out of. I did this a couple times late at night way after I was positive that no one else in my house was awake and always very paranoid about my parents finding out. Most of what Josh gave me didn’t even get smoked as I either dropped most of it or blew it off the top of the can I was using once I coughed. Even though I had owned weed and started enjoying smoking more I never really felt the urge to buy any at least not yet. <o> </o> The kid responsible for getting me high the first time was also the same person who got me drunk for the first time. Josh’s house was different than mine, I always liked that and it’s probably why I was there as much as I was. His parents realized that they drank as kids and there kids would do the same and were fine with that fact when my parents however were exactly the opposite. <o> </o> One night Josh had invited me over to his house that night and planned on going to a party. We had to go pick up his brother Jake from down the road and after he took a shower Josh grabbed a bottle of Bacardi Lemone put it in his trunk and we were off to the party. As soon as we got there we smoked a little bit of weed in his car and then walked up the road to the garage where the party was taking place. Josh and Jake both having been to parties before knew what to expect but to me this was a completely different world. Anybody who was anybody from my school just happened to be at this party and I remember seeing Andrew Baum as I walked into the garage and watching him point to me then proceed to ask what I was doing here. Andrew was the same age as me and also went to the same school as me, the only difference between us was that his name was the one everybody knew. We walked into the garage where the party was at and both Josh and Jake immediately started talking to people they knew while I just shyly muttered hello’s to some of the people I reconized from school. Josh got cups for us to mix drinks in and then proceeded to mix us both a drink of Bacardi and Pepsi. This was probably the first alcoholic drink that I actually drank for the purpose of getting drunk. Once again it was something new too me, it tasted just like Pepsi but also had the bitter taste of what the bottle smelt like. It wasn’t exactly a bad taste and I soon learned that the more I drank the easier it became to talk to all of the people there I didn’t know. A couple hours later the floor seemed to be walking away from my feet and I decided to sit down at the table. By this time most of the people had already left and it was only a couple of us sitting at the table when Andrew packed a bowl and passed it in my direction. At this time Andrew had no idea I smoked as I had only ever done it with Josh, Jake and Marcus there neighbor, It was fun watching him stare at me as I took a hit and passed the bowl along. We left not too much longer after this as there really wasn’t very many people left awake so went back to Josh’s house and basically passed out. Surprisingly enough I woke up the next morning with a hangover while Josh felt like shit the rest of the day, I decided that it was a fun night and I would defiantly enjoy going to a party again. <o> </o> Josh picked me up almost every weekend from then on and we would either sit at his house and play video games or go to a party. Sometimes we also went to another friend of Josh’s house named Kim to smoke but it was basically the same routine every weekend. This went on for just about the whole winter until sometime in the spring when I decided that it was about time that I bought some marijuana of my own. <o> </o> <o> </o> <o></o> <o> </o> <o> </o> <o> </o> <o> </o>
Yea i know about that. It needs a lot of editing but just something i threw together in my spare time to see if it was really any good or not. But yea basically i want to start with the first time i smoked pot like in that chapter and go from like buyin my first bag to buyin my first pound just to show people that if i could get pounds at 17 theres nothing they can do to stop all the people smarter than i was and were actually makeing a lot of money selling weed... i hope im allowed to talk about past acts of dealings as im just a smoker now a days...