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When I started high school, I was a cheerleader, took dance classes, and had lots of great friends. Then, at 16, a friend turned me on to OxyContin--a drug doctors prescribe to patients in pain that's sold on the streets illegally because the high is similar to heroin's. I kept taking it just for fun. Within seven months, I was spending $260 a day on the pills, which I got from bad-news "friends" ... and I couldn't stop.
My paycheck from my after-school job at a convenience store didn't support my habit. So I stole-from my parents, my brother, the cash register at work. All I cared about was getting high, while the rest of my life spiraled out of control: My friends dumped me, I got kicked out of school for missing too many classes, and I was barely eating, so I looked pale and gaunt. Another side effect: The inside of my nose was rotting and bleeding because I didn't swallow the pills--I crushed them into a powder to snort for a more intense high.
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About a year after I started taking OxyContin, I asked my parents for help. ...
Source: HighBeam Research, "I was hooked on painkillers": "harmless" partying quickly turned...