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Age: 17
Gender: Male
Location: GA

I currently live in Georgia, but a long time friend of mine told me to come with her to Alabama. So I went, not knowing what we were going to do. So we got there pretty late, we started to cook it and I was very intrigued. A man there had some meth in a cup, cooking it on the stove, so I was watching, and the next thing I know the cup is covered in flames. I decided to jump out of the camper, when I did, I thought I was safe, but I wasn't. The cooker threw the cup out of the door, it hit the ground close to my feet, my right leg caught on fire, I freaked out. I didn't know what to do. This very flammable drug was burning my leg. I was put out, then I went and sat in the camper, mad at myself, because I actually came to this horrible place. But that was only the beginning. The next 3 days was really a blur. I remember cooking and smoking meth for the next 3 days and 2 nights. I never slept the whole time I was in Alabama. After the second day, everything I smelt, or tasted smelled like meth. So it was the third day, time to go home, so I was waiting on my friend's friend to get back with the car, then we get a call saying her car has broken down on the side of the high way, I freaked out. I was so strung out from all the meth, I thought I was never getting home. That was 1 month ago. Meth has scared me forever. Now I have a permanent scar on my leg from that horrible drug. It's just a bad drug, cooked with chemicals. I'm so disappointed in myself for doing it. I still to this day have meth cravings, I wonder when they will ever quit. If they will ever stop haunting me...

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