• He had it out. It was that thing I dreaded the most , Okay , yes I smoked weed and coke before but it was because of our lifes,but he,he was doing this because of a stupid chick :/
    I saw him fix it up and inhaled it through his nose. He didnt know I was there, watching his haunted eyes. I knew i craved this stuff, it was my sweet adiction. His pupils dilated and he fell. He just fell as if the world had lost him and he was sinking into an abbys. I tried not to scream but that was impossible. As soon as my aunt and uncle heard my scream they came rushing up. I didnt have the power to move,to breathe,to talk. Nothing. I did absolutley nothing and now I regret it. My aunt and uncle apperantly had come too late so now he was ...gone. They rushed him to the hospital and I knew from the second he passed out, that he would never be the same. Never the same,sweet guy that he was. Never the same weird,random person that loved to party and go out. I closed my eyes for what seemed like seconds, but when I opened them my aunt was crying. Crying like a normal person never did. I tried to gather my strength to talk to her. I stood up and went to her and hugged her with my short 14 year old arms. She hugged me back and cried on my shoulder. My uncle on the other hand looked haunted and dreaded. He was pale and his usual humored blue eyes were now sad and unpleasant. I had asked them what had happened to Erick and they said nothing. Finally I asked the doctor what happened and he told me Erick was in a coma. He said that Erick had inhaled too much coke and had drank too much beer that he had lost many Brain cell. I felt my life had lost one of the most important person in my life. Erick had been there when none of my family had. He had been my hero. The 18 year old guitarist with a bright and long future, but now that was all gone.