#ShareYourTruth

#SharingMyTruth

It all started when I was in middle school, I always wanted to fit in, but I basically never could, then there it was, a popular girl, in the girl's bathroom, handing me a vape. "Are you going to take a hit or not?" She asked, I didn't know her name, but I took a hit off her vape, I coughed for a minute, but it tasted so good, I wanted more, and more. I was only eleven at the time, a horrible age to start vaping, and everyday since I vaped, that continued for about a year, and then I moved, I went with my biological family, whom I never met before, but I moved in anyway. I stopped vaping, but I picked up smoking cigarettes, it was horrible, but it helped a little bit, and then I wanted to be done, I tried chewing gum, and finally it worked, I finally killed my addiction. And then I switched schools, and here I was, vaping, yet again. Even though I already fit in at this school, my past addictions came in again, and prevented me from doing my favorite thing ever, run. I still graduated, I never got caught in school, thankfully. But soon enough summer rolled around, and it seemed like years, until I finally got to my next new school. I was there with old friends, and we vaped on the bus, and in the bathrooms, my friends have all got caught, but I somehow managed to t=be the lucky one that didn't. No matter the risk, my addiction pulled me through, it wouldn't let me go, It was like I was a dog, in a cage, but the cage was my addiction. I still managed to play my sports, I just make it through as well as the others. Luckily I didn't have to take gym class. I had depression in the mix of all of this, and so as my depression got worse, my addiction grew stronger. It seemed that no matter what I did I would always Vape, the longest I could go without vaped was about fifteen hours, if not less. After years of trying, and years of vaping I finally got better, but the addiction still stood there, stronger than ever, and so I continued my journey fighting against it, day by day, month by month, even year by year. I realized that just getting caught vaping one time, could end my hopes and dreams of being a writer for Disney. I want to go to collage for animation, marine biology, literate degree, and backing, so I can make the world a better place. I have twenty first scholars by my side to help pay for collage, but if I get in trouble vaping, that could be the end of it. And so when I was finally able to stop, I almost cried I was so excited. And that's my story, I did this purley for myself. Thank You All For Reading! #ShareYourStory