A Bag of Sugar

I'm not sure why, but today I was reminicing about my good old middle school days. One of the highlights were Sabre City's. Friday night dances held in the school gym for hormonal preteens to dance arm lengths away.

I was in sixth grade, a mere eleven years old. Definitely in my shy, awkward stage that I'm not sure I have fully grown out of yet at 27. But, as my friends and I were hanging out, back and forth between the game room and the dance floor in the gym, we got wind of a crazy story. A story that knocked the socks off of my naive, sheltered world. One of the eighth graders attending the dance had taken cocaine in the bathroom. I wasn't even sure what cocaine was, but I knew it was bad.

Rumors started flying around the Sabre City. This girl, we will call her Farrah, needed to be taken to the hospital for she had O.D.ed. I couldn't believe how serious this was. The ambulance actually came, brought the stretcher right past the gym, and into the bathroom. They strapped Farrah on and took her away. As soon as she was out the door, my little group of nerds friends heard that she had overdosed so bad there was a fifty percent chance she was going to live! Fifty percent quickly turned into ten percent chance of living, and when you are eleven, you believe the buzz. I was pretty sure she was going to die. Isn't that what drugs do to you anyways?

As the night went on, the mood of this Sabre City was somewhat dampened. All anybody wanted to talk about was Farrah. Probably the last view any of us had of her was on that stretcher with the oxygen mask on. So sad. So young. Another victim of a cocaine overdose, like this sort of thing happened all the time.

As the night went on, Farrah died and came back from the dead. As it turns out, she essentially did not take cocaine at all. She bought what she thought was a bag of coke, brought it to the bathroom, and snorted it. Freaked out by the thought of what she had just done, she went into convulsions. Amazing the tricks your mind can play on you, because what she had really snorted was a bag of confectionary sugar. Apparently that really f's you up!