Addiction: A true short story.

By James Jordon Blaine Givens.

How do most "storys" like this play out, honestly. I dont know where or how to end this, but I do know where to begin. I was fifteen years old. A freshman at Bell County Highschool. I wasnt a jock nor a popular kid. Everyone knew me only by my antics. I guess it was my way of acting out. First it started out by me just doing stuff for laughs, Back talking teachers, Hiding the literture books the class was suppose to be reading. Anything to get somone to notice me. After about three months I was well known for being the "class clown".

When I couldnt get anymore giggles I took on a much deeper darker persona. I became Jay, The Stoner. This is my life. Every bit your about to read is true. None is fictional. These are all reaccounts of my life. Not to be exaggerated or took out of context. It simply is what it is.

I woke up and I had about 15 minutes before I missed the bus. I scrambled around to get my clothes and my book satchel and all my essentials that I needed to be productive at school. I made my way to bus stop which was atleast 10 yards away from my house on the corner of Exeter and 27th Street.

"Hey JJ, what are you doing after school" said a voice from the fog. I turn and as my eyes adjust to the dim lit streets I make out a figure of a young woman. It was an aquintance I had met named Jessica. "Nothing I replied, Whats on your mind" I replied softly because I was one to never be loud unless I was showing my ass wanting some attention. "Mike is coming by and were going to the ball game tonight, you should come..." She said as she smiled. I didnt know what exactly to say. I mean who turns down an offer to hang out with upper classmen. I thought this was my chance to get in the with "in crowd". "Sure, I\'ll go" I said hastely.

Now lets skip ahead about 9 hours.

Im with Jessica and Mike and Thomas and were on our way to watch Bell face off against Middlesboro in a no hold bars football game. Its only the biggest Rival game of the year. Were on our way to Hilton Field and Mike fires up a joint. "Whats that smell" I claimed as the air was filled with these fumes. "Its just weed man chill out, here take a toke". Mike passes the joint to me in the back seat. " Smoke it like a ciggerette, but hold the smoke in" he said as he reached this vile object to me. "Is it okay, I mean it wont kill me will it?" Sweat was rolling off my face. I knew it was against my better judgement, but as the peer pressure kicked in it felt like I just had to do it.

That is how I was introduced to Marijuana. Though people that I thought was friends.

Now lets fast forward about 3 months after this incident.

Its now November. Im sitting in my bedroom talking to people on msn messenger. When my friend Bruce messenged me. "Dude were going over to Codys, I bought some weed and me and Marks going to smoke it with Cody, wanna get high?". Yet again the peer pressure kicked in. I was in the same situation I was in the night of the football game. I felt like If I had said no that all my friends would have looked down upon me.

So of all places we went behind Abundant Life Chuch and got high, and oh boy did we get high.

6 months later.

Ive started using Marijuana as a habitual user. I didnt want to eat or do much of anything unless I was high. Mostly I stayed holed up in my room with my bong, the door locked and my music blasting. This was the life I had came to know. My happiness was only centered around marijuana. I took on the culture, and all the cliches an addict would. I was suffering from depression of losing my high school sweetheart. It seemed the only way to escape life. It seemed all the asnwers to my problems was this green stuff rolled up in a zig zag. Lord if I only knew what I knew now.

8 months later.

Im on the internet and joined a social network named "Hi5". When I get a personnel message from a beautiful girl who seemed to be interested in me. She told me to add her, and gave me the info to do so on msn messenger. I did and we hit it off. Her name was Candace and I could have sworn she hung the stars. This delayed my habit momentarily. But a month after we started dating I took the habit back full throttle. This time was worse than any other. I was a 110% driven to smoke and abuse the substance.

After about three months she noticed too, and it caused alot of problems between me and her. But the straw that broke the camels back happend one night when we were at the movies. Someone at my school informed her mother that I was qoute unqoute "stoner". This kept me and her apart for about three weeks. Some how we managed to work things out. Life was getting better, or atleast I thought.

Shortly after this I met Kevin. He seemed like an older brother to me. Someone I could really relate too. Someone who enjoyed marijuana as much as I did. This was unknowingly my down fall. I dove yet even deeper into my addiction. Every weekend spending anywhere from $50 to $80 on weed. It got to where I didnt even want to spend time with Candace. All I wanted to do is stay at Kevins house and get high. Regardless of the situation Candace got quiet sick with this predictiment and we broke up countless times over it.

This went on for about a year.

It\'s 2006. Candace and I had been together off and on for about almost two years. I was still smoking pot very heavily. She knew it. She just didnt want to admit to it. But deep down she knew. Her mother finds out that I still smoked thru a diary entry Candace had written. That nailed the coffin shut and led to the most heart wrenching break up I ever had to bear thru.

On top of all that months previous I lose my grandmother. Unknowlingly, I lost my entire world and it seemed everything was in shambles. My world had been rocked off its very foundation. I was alone for the first time in my life. I was truly alone. By now my whole inner circle, the click I roamed with was filled with the same addiction that I was subjected too. I wouldnt hang around anyone who wouldnt smoke pot out of fear that I might miss a buzz or something. I cut off all ties to the real world. To the world that wasnt addicted.

July 25th 2008.

Im left with one final ultamatom. My Aunts and Uncle discovered the life I had been leading. So my Aunt offered me a choice. Quit cold turkey and she would get me a vehicle if I could do it or if I didnt comply... She would get a court order to have me sent to a drug rehab. Now the funny thing is I didnt really think I had a problem. In my mind it was just "pot". So I looked in the mirror and asked myself "Would I be a happier, better person if I stopped abusing?". Then I realized Ive gained nothing from smoking it. I only lost everything I had while pursuing my buzz. It was this instance that I realized "Hey whats going on with me."

That night.

My grandmother came to me in a dream and told me how worried she was for me. She said she didnt like the way things were turning out for me and that she wanted something better for me because even in death she still loved me and watched over me. I woke up speechless and in a cold sweat. My heart seemed to be racing a million beats per minute. There was a stale stuffyness to the air. It was this moment that I knew I had to change my persona. I knew I had to start making better decisions. This is what changed me.

Now I know what defines me. Someone who isnt going to be addicted anymore. My names James Jordon Blaine Givens and im a recovering drug addict.

Thanks to everyone who has supported me. If it wasnt for you I wouldnt be who I am today.

Also thanks for taking the time to read this. Maybe now you know another side of me you never imagined.

Addicted:

A true short story.

Addicted: A true short story.

A story about the life I led with drug addiction.

Short Story | Submitted Aug 1, 2008 | Reads: 243 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
Tags: Teenage, angst., Drug, Addiction., Rehab., Marijuana., Help.

My LIFE

This short story's interesting because this is actually a short story about my WHOLE life... Well, not my whole life, actually. My life now.

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Tags: life, me, love, friendship, middle, school, girls, teen, shy, I