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the door. He laid on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. Why did he have to be so perfect? Why couldn't he be an average kid.
Adam pulled a little box from under his bed. In the box he had a little green nugget and a pipe. He put the nugget in the pipe, lit it, and inhaled the smoke. Marijuana seemed to be a good escape for him. He loved it. With it he didn't care. He felt carefree.
Adam's parents never knew about him using marijuana. He would be around them high and they wouldn't notice.
He had smoked the rest of what he had just now and needed more. He texted his friend telling him he wanted a dub. Twenty dollars worth of marijuana. He got up and went into the living room to tell his parents he was going out.
They nodded him off and out the door he went. A couple of blocks away he walked to the friend he was buying from. The guy let him in.
"What's up, Adam? Here's the twenty you asked for." Adam thanked him and stayed a while to smoke with him.
When Adam went back home, he was happy. He felt amazing. That night he ate dinner in his room and smoked the rest of his weed. His parents didn't mind him eating in the bedroom. They thought he was just mad at them.

A few months went by and Adam grew more edgy. He was on to bigger and badder things. Heroin.

He came across it when he had a really bad day with his parents. His mother practically beat him for his grades. All B's. He got out of the house and left for his buddy's house who sold the marijuana. While over there, his friend got out a syringe filled with a yellowish liquid, and shot it up into his veins. Adam looked horrified but his friend insisted. So he tried it. He felt amazing and he loved it. Ever since, Adam stole money from his parents to get his heroin.

Today he bought a decent amount. He went home into his room and sat there for a minute. "Adam, come out!", his mother shouted. "We need to talk about these terrible grades." Adam rolled his eyes. "Be right out in a minute!" Then, Adam tied off his arm and got the needle ready. In it went, under his skin. Not enough. He readied another needle. There's the trick. "Adam, now!", his mom yelled.
Adam was pissed. Not even the heroin made him feel good. Adam looked up at his light. Then at his desk chair. He put the chair under the light fixture and cried. As he was crying, he went to the window and grabbed the curtain rope. He toed one end to the light and the other end to his neck and stood on the chair. Just as his mother busted through the door, he kicked the chair out from under his feet. She screamed. That was the last thing that Adam heard. Then all went dark.


The story of Cinna




Cinna was a beautiful little girl. She loved to play in the garden all day long at her cottage in Ireland. she was as sweet as an Irish girl could get. Her parents loved her very much and showered her with good morning hugs to goodnight kisses. most important, She was Daddy's little girl.
Cinna Grew up too fast, her parents thought. Where did there little girl go? Cinna was now sixteen and she was all too rebellious. If she was told to be home at a certain time she wouldn't listen. If she was told to do chores she wouldn't do them. Cinna had a boyfriend who was big but gentle. Her parents liked her boyfriend. Even more than Cinna at times.

One day Cinna was walking through the garden when she spotted a squirrel sitting on the brick wall. She went up to it and looked at it for about a minute. Then she picked up a loose brick and beat its head in until it stopped twitching. She smiled and walked away, leaving the squirrel on the brick wall. The blood ran down the cracks onto the violets, staining the petals with violence and death.
Cinna got worse and worse the older she got. She killed many small animals including birds and rabbits. Her parents always thought it was other animals causing the deaths of the many animals in the garden. Cinna would agree with them and leave it at that but Cinna's boyfriend knew better. He questioned her about the deaths. She remained stuck to the story her parents were using but her boyfriend still didn't believe it. Cinna was angry and scared. She didn't want her boyfriend to find out. She had to stop him.
One night, Cinna left for her boyfriends house in the middle of the night. She Looked through his window and found him fast asleep. She climbed through his window and went over to him. She took a rag and stuffed it deep into his mouth and tied his hands together. He woke up and saw Cinna above him. He was confused. Then Cinna took a rope and held it down against his neck. He panicked and struggled to get out of her grip but she was too strong at this point. Cinna pushed down harder until her boyfriend finally stopped breathing. She got up and smiled. She pulled makeup from the bag she brought and covered the marks on her boyfriends neck.
The next day Cinna's parents rushed into her room. They cried and screamed and told Cinna what was going on. Cinna played along, trying hard not to smile. Her mother apologized for the loss and Cinna fake cried. She was afraid that her parents would find out.
That night Cinna snuck into her parents room and watched them sleep for three hours. Then she went to the kitchen and got a knife. She went back into her parents room and cried. She felt bad. She had to stop but she had to do it. "I'm Sorry.", she said and she raised the knife above her mother and swung down. Cinna had Stabbed herself in the stomach. Now there would be peace in the world for her parents and the animals that came across the garden.
Cinna died on the seventeenth of March in two thousand twelve. She killed herself at midnight exactly. She had just turned seventeen. She saved many people by killing herself.
Cinna was a beautiful little girl.



The lake




She plunged into the water, soaking in the coolness of it. She was feeling carefree and safe. This lake was her friend. Her getaway. Her serenity. It took her away from all the bad in her life. She was the lake and the lake was her.


Madison was an average teenage girl. She loved average teenage girl things. Boys, friends, lip gloss. All the usual stuff. Only a few things were different. She had an alcoholic mother and a missing father.

This fine summer morning, Madison woke up to the sound of breaking glass. She ran to the kitchen to find her mother throwing plates at the wall and mumbling to herself. “That Bastard!” Her mother never got over the fact that Madison’s father left. She threw the plates and cried, and threw more plates and cried some more. Then she ran out of plates and started throwing the glasses. Madison walked away and went to go write down what was going on in her journal like always.

Madison’s mother stopped throwing things and went to see what her daughter was doing. “We need new cups and plates. Will you go get some?” Her mother left money on Madison’s bed table. Madison sighed and picked up the money. She left for the store.

At the store, Madison picked out blue plates and blue cups. They reminded her of the lake they lived next to. She loved the lake. It was her comfort. She got five plates and five cups. It was only her mother and her so they didn’t need much. Madison walked home, being careful not to break these plates.

When she got home, her mother was passed out on the couch with a bottle of Grey goose in her one hand and a half burnt cigarette in the other. Madison wanted to cry. She hated seeing her mother like this. It was painful.

Madison went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. “Will I be a monster like that when I grow up?” she felt sick to her stomach and threw up in the sink. She didn’t want to be anything like her mother. That’s when her mom got up and found Madison in the bathroom. “Thanks for getting the plates. Now go wait in your room like a good little girl. I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.”

Madison knew this game all too well. When she was younger, mommy would become a monster that no little girl should have to know. Mommy liked to touch her little girl. She liked to kiss her little girl in ways a mother shouldn’t. Madison knew the taste of alcohol way too soon in her life because of her mother.

Madison waited in her room, frightened. Finally, her mother came in with one of the new glasses and handed it to Madison. “Drink it all, like always. Okay?” She did as instructed and her mother stroked her hair. “That’s my good little girl.” Her mother laid Madison back on her bed and kissed her passionately. Madison felt sick but she let it happen. She thought about the lake. Her safe haven. Her mom stripped off her clothes. Then she took off Madison’s. Madison kept her eyes closed. She always did. Her mother ran her hands all over Madison’s body. “You’re so beautiful Maddie. Please love me.”

Madison had no choice. She just nodded and let her mother do what she wanted. From fingers to thighs, she played with Madison in the most disgusting ways. Madison tried not to cry but tears still spilled out from her closed eyes. “Don’t cry, Baby.” , Her mother said. “I’m almost

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