Drug Addiction and Friends House
KELLY SPENCER
Professor Kincaid
IAW
25 February 2014 My Sisters Addiction
I would like to start by telling you about my relationship that I had with my sister who is addict to drugs. She was my best friend. We did just about everything together. For example, get our nails done, go to parties, and joke around and have a good time like sisters do. She has a great personality, very outspoken, and outgoing. Just a beautiful person in her own way. I can’t believe how close we were at one time in my life.On the other hand, I started to see a change in my sister that I never seen before. She started to become distance, selfish, and was only thinking about herself. My sister even started to go as far as to lying why she needed money. She would say things like I have no food, or the baby needs diapers.
However, in reality she needed the money to pay her dealer or get more drugs. I really never knew she was addict until she started calling me to take her to different houses. I have always taken her, and never asked her why. Then one day she called me up like she always did and ask me if I could take her to her friends house, “I said sure.” So I drove over to her apartment and picked her and her boyfriend up, they both got in the car . As we were driving I started a conversation with her. I asked how she was doing, and if there is anything new in her life. She said nothing much, while giving me direction to the house. As we started to pull up to this house, it was a big white house with a fence in the front yard that had a pittbull running around. My sister and her boyfriend got out of the car and went into this house. I stayed in the car like I always had. But this time something wasn’t right, it seem like it was taking a long time,“I thought to myself.” After about 20-25 minutes or so, they finally came out and got back in the car. I asked her, “what took you so long?” She said, sorry I was talking. So I started to to drive them back to her
Professor Kincaid
IAW
25 February 2014 My Sisters Addiction
I would like to start by telling you about my relationship that I had with my sister who is addict to drugs. She was my best friend. We did just about everything together. For example, get our nails done, go to parties, and joke around and have a good time like sisters do. She has a great personality, very outspoken, and outgoing. Just a beautiful person in her own way. I can’t believe how close we were at one time in my life.On the other hand, I started to see a change in my sister that I never seen before. She started to become distance, selfish, and was only thinking about herself. My sister even started to go as far as to lying why she needed money. She would say things like I have no food, or the baby needs diapers.
However, in reality she needed the money to pay her dealer or get more drugs. I really never knew she was addict until she started calling me to take her to different houses. I have always taken her, and never asked her why. Then one day she called me up like she always did and ask me if I could take her to her friends house, “I said sure.” So I drove over to her apartment and picked her and her boyfriend up, they both got in the car . As we were driving I started a conversation with her. I asked how she was doing, and if there is anything new in her life. She said nothing much, while giving me direction to the house. As we started to pull up to this house, it was a big white house with a fence in the front yard that had a pittbull running around. My sister and her boyfriend got out of the car and went into this house. I stayed in the car like I always had. But this time something wasn’t right, it seem like it was taking a long time,“I thought to myself.” After about 20-25 minutes or so, they finally came out and got back in the car. I asked her, “what took you so long?” She said, sorry I was talking. So I started to to drive them back to her