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I became friends with two other girls and they were a lot different than my best friend. I never went to parties, never smoked or drank, but these girls did. I was hesitant about their lifestyle, but I soon adapted to it and I did all of the things that they did. I had my first alcoholic beverage, I got drunk for the first time and I smoked my first cigarette. I liked the dangerous adventure that came with hanging around them.
As time went on, I sort of lost who I was. I knew that smoking and drinking were not my life style. I soon realized that the buzz of alcohol did not take away the feeling of being neglected. I did not have a best friend anymore and I felt alone. I rarely talked to anyone. I did not care about my grades, I did not even

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