A Night of Cocaine
             Have you ever wondered what it was like to try cocaine? About a month ago, I was wondering how it would feel to be on snow. A few of my friends were doing it quite often; being around them all the time it struck my curiosity. I had been saying I was going to try it but kept chickening out. This went on for about a month. Finally, on New Years Eve I decided to go ahead and do it. I couldn't believe what I was missing out on. My friends never told me how good it was. After that it started to become an everyday occurrence. That's when I knew I had to get out. If I didn't stop (hypothetically speaking) I would probably be stealing money from my parents right now or selling my possessions so I could afford my new addiction. This is the diary of the night I tried cocaine.
             It's around 9:30 p.m. on December 31, 2002 my friend Bam is sitting directly in front of me on my bed. Bam is around six-foot, he has wavy dirty blond hair, blue-green eyes, built, and lightly tanned skin. We both have a small strip of glass, a straw, and some cocaine. We are all ready to start, and both begin to cut two small sized lines of snow. Bam and I took our straws and without a second thought, we inhaled the lines. Immediately I began to feel more energetic, mentally alert, I was also quite sensitive to light and sound. I was suddenly more self-confident then usual. It is now around 10:05p.m I'm definitely still feeling the effects, although I'm in the comedown stage. We then decide that it was time to try another few lines. As we cut two medium sized lines, I begin to get a strong urge to smoke a cigarette. I decide that after I finish my cigarette I will snort the two lines. The next two lines should give me a high-dosed cocaine experience. Soon after I finish my last line I begin to get a warm and fuzzy feeling all over my entire body, as if I were flo...