Confessions of a Real Life Drug User
Confessions of a Real Life Drug User
I am a heavy drug user. The drug I use is PCP (Phencyclidine). The type of drug is a Hallucinogen. I got the drug from Nile a.k.a. Robert Black. Nile is a man who sells drugs to support his family. He is only 23 years of age. I met Nile 4 months ago at the corner liquor store. PCP is a synthetic drug (chemically unrelated to LSD or mescaline); PCP is a white crystalline powder, readily soluble in water or alcohol. On the street PCP is usually called “angel dust” or “angel hair”. Nile sometimes refers to PCP as “mist” or “hog”. I call PCP “flying saucers or maybe “rocket fuel”. “Supergrass” and “killer weed” are two other street names for PCP. First, when I met Nile, prices were pretty high. I usually get 50 tablets, which will last me about a month. That would cost me$100.00. Each tablet is $2.00. Since Nile and I have formed a bond over the last few months for 50 tablets would only cost me $75.00. The prices for a casual user are 25 tablets for $25.00. That’s pretty good. I get the money to pay for the drug from my mom. When she goes to sleep at night, I go into her purse and get whatever she has left in her wallet. When I take PCP I feel relaxed and the world is moving very cool and slow. I also do PCP because my friends do it. Since taking the drug, I have no more time for my family. Especially my little brother. He loves to hang out with me. But sense I started using PCP it seems I have no more time for my little brother.
Well late Friday afternoon on January 25,2003 while I was driving home the police stopped me for driving recklessly. They told me to walk the yellow line, but I was unable to do that. While one of the officers was searching my 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee, in the glove department he found a bottle full of pills. They had arrested me for possession of the drug PCP. I was taken to jail. I had one phone call so I called my parents. They told me that I would be in a lot of trouble. Three hours went by, and then my dad walks through the door with sweat coming...