Ashley

The High Life

By: Alexandra Watson & Ashley Summers

April 3rd 2010

Ashley:

So Alexandra is sleeping now, I figured I would start our book now since it’s nice and peaceful. Today started off as a good day, I went home from another sleepover with Alexandra and went to Doctor Sadockie, my therapist. It was all right, I cried twice. We talked about the counterfeit money that Ricardo gave me a few weeks ago for the money I stole from my mom for some weed and cigarettes. That was fucking crazy, I gave her counterfeit money! Then she tried depositing it into the bank! My heart jumped into my stomach when she took me to the bank and they told me they knew it was counterfeit money and I had to tell them where I got it from or I could go to jail.   It was sick but I loved feeling like I was doing some illegal act, lying and stealing. It was like a rush but deep down I was scared. I felt kind of like I was letting down my mom, and even though we have a rocky relationship I still didn’t want to let her down. I never confessed to taking the money but I know she knows and Alexandra and Ricardo know the truth but now Dr. Sadockie knows now too. I thought everything was going to be great after my mom started being nice to me after the doctor’s appointment and bought me lunch. But oh, no I get my hand cut open trying to shut a fucking window, and then I lose a bag of weed. I should have never told Antwoine to let me hold a bag. What was I thinking, honestly? I felt so bad that I told Alexandra while we were in the car while we were waiting for Antwoine to get his munchies.  

“Antwoine gave me a bag while we were waiting for you to pick up your mom and I lost it.” I said.
Confused and questioning back Alexander continues after me, “You what? You lost a bag?! What the fuck? Where is it, Ashley? Is it in the car somewhere, look around.”
“No, I lost it. Like it is no where to be found.”

Flashback:

Driving on Woodrow Rd, the music blasting windows down.... [continues]

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