A dose of reality
Society and our parents twisted reality for us. I had no idea I would be offered weed, alcohol, cocaine, acid and hydrocodone my freshman year. I wasn't prepared when I realized I would have to find a ride home from South Campus after someone pulled out a handful of pill bottles to start a "Skittle party." I was highly unprepared when I saw someone I knew holding his girlfriend, screaming for someone to call 911 because she was unresponsive after injecting heroin.