Feeling dirty and beating herself up while she was  tying her arm off. She goes to pick up the needle and sticks herself. Pulling the plunger back and watching the blood come in. She starts pushing the plunger in. Mad at herself because she can't put the needle or the drug down. Now she is thinking of her past. As she cry's out for help, but nobody is there to answer her. They did not know her story. They judged her for what she did. Feeling like she wants to die. Thinking about what they had said to and about her. She picks up another needle. She was not paying attention as she sticks herself again with tears in her eyes. But there was to much in needle. Now everybody wants to help her. Those that called her a drug addict and always judged her. But its to late now. She doesn't need anybody help now. For she had put up with all she could handle people talking about her.
 
  Please remember the next time we think about judging someone. You never know how you are going to change their lives.

      
        Wrote by: Angel Ann
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