My Journey down a dead end road

Everything started when I was a freshman in high school. I was in the bus after school activity. Players of basketball and I would go home on the same bus after b-ball practice. They smoke pot every day after practice. The players do not offer me to take a shot and I would say no. They called and called until one day I said yes. I tried and I liked it (not knowing what was in store for me at this time). So, I smoked weed all my high school years at Lindbergh Sr. high. ...