Chapter 1 *The Reason is Why*

Where do I start off. My life isn't normal like others. Ya ya you heard it all before. Soul invasion is what took over me. Everything happen so fast like it took control of my life and once its gone, I'm gone... You know how everything post to seem so awesomely perfect, like how the way the wind blows the tree branches' back and forth, how the ocean looks so beautiful when the sunrise seeing the pink sky, how people act so nice toward you, and you don't have to worry about nothing bad that's going to happen. I wish that was real in my life or better yet having fairy tale, were you get married to a handsome prince and live happily ever after. If that would happen I'll be dreaming in someway because I know how the real life is out there and trust me that's beyond realistic.

Hello my name is Chloe McKenzie Jones and I am a alcoholic and a druggie. I only use drugs and alcohol because I hate my life and I want to escape sometimes. I started smoking pot when I was seven. I can still remember the first day how I got hook on it. It was the best thing that ever happen to me in life. I was spinning, being all numb, just chillen, and getting munchies' yea I would so call that my fairy tale, but now its all gone. Its nowhere to be found. I think I am going to die. I'm having withdraws were I tend to sweat everywhere, I'm have ache and pains in my bones, and I can't stop vomiting all over the floor. This is my good-bye. My life is coming to the end. I'm so scared what well happen next but whatever it is I got to face it with PRIDE.

Here I am at Hamilton Rehabilitation Center. I don't remember how i got here. The last thing I remember was buckling a choker around my arm and sticking the syringe in my rotten bruised skin. I think I went to far. They found me in the middle of the alley all bloody, beaten, and possibly rape. I wouldn't say this was my first time it happen to me because I went through things like this most of the times but I wouldn't call it rape, I just did it to get hardcore drugs. I usually protect myself from danger like carrying a knife around with me. I would have my girls on my side so if anything was to happen I'll be fine, but this time I took a big risk, I went to go see The Skeleton Man about the issue. I knew I shouldn't have went by myself but The Crank was calling my name. Maybe this is the reason why I am here now.

I think this program might help me build my self-esteem up and teach me the right things to do to control my drug use. . I know I'm NOT ADDICITED and I CAN STOP anytime I mean I might need help doing this but what would you call it? Oh yea SUPPORT. I really want to quit everything. I just want to stay clean for a while and get my life on track, the way it should be, I realize maybe I'm crazy but this could do me some good accomplishing of being in rehab.

I wonder after I get out of this program I can go to college and get a degree in something. I just don't know what I want to be. I got my diploma but it was kind of hard. I mean I had to do some really hard work for the teachers if you know what I mean, to get my education but at least I got one now, right? Well lets start back when I was a kid. I'll share my life with you. I well play by the rules of the game if only the counselors get off my white ass about everything I do wrong. They're making me write an autobiography about telling my life story so IM SORRY if I BORE you with MY PITIFUL LIFE , but hey its not my Fault.

Tell me what you think? Would you read it?