The day powder arrived

This is the stroy about The day powder arrived in someones life. It was a sunny hot day out when a friend with a bag with white rocks came along, said you should try me I will give the best feeling you have ever felt, so the foil came out with a $50 bill rolled up , he put the rock on the foil and burned it till a black oil started to bubble and said suck up the smoke you will love. With no hesitation inhalation came with no surprise, unfolding feeling thruogh my whole body before hitting my brain, for hours my body feeling like floating, mind unable to think but orgasm very quiet. With hours going by and coming back to reality all I thought was, YES! you were right. This was the beginning of the end of my childhood, with many years of sadness and demons. After that day my life was living just for that unexplainable incredible feeling I felt back that amazing sunny day. Everyday seemed to get worse and worse sickening feeling needing more and more. One day we where in a room I rented waiting on my mate to bring me some rocks, he arrived and not wasting any time, foil burned before putting powder off a crushed rock on, rolling the bill tight. My friend was deeper then I, with a spoon by his side and a needle with water. This was new and it court my eyes, watching every single step before injecting into his left foot in a vein, only to hide the after bruise. But not only herion he had, also over 50 pills by his side , they where called xanax bars which they said blew your mind. Time went passed as he was nodding into a dreamstate, I took some pills off the floor with no hesitation gulped them down, with hours passing by I seemed to wake out of my unconscious self looking around only to find my mate lying down with foam coming from his mouth and skin colder then mine. Only to realize his soul has left and only his 6ft body dead . This was a depressing day with nothing to say but to run and hide and cry. Years went by with so many storeys of that day spreading like I coverd his body up nothing but lies,  I was the only one who new the reality of that day. Several more years went by when I was on pills looking to get high so I was looking for a crime, now on these xanax bars I don't know who you are or who I am. This was over 7 years of self harm from drugs taking your soul , till I did a crime that got me locked up behind bars for over 2 years of my life. But thinking about it now its nothing too the years I lost too the powder that kills everything around you even your state of mind. Time went by with a few years of learning why. I geuss I will never know why and I can't rewinde to change my mind. But something change me inside prison whether it was god or just time or maybe even my mate never waking after 10 lines. Because that day I came out with a different mind like I was reincarnated to another, with so much pain inside I turned to love to help me overcome my mind, Its been 15 years since I was on a high of herion, and happy to be back into life. I still have times I think I wish I could get all them years I wasted back to me but It just saddens me, I must push and make the best from here. I wish no other kid would go through this or ever try that white powder that almost took everything of mine. A memory that will never die .