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Is this real life? Or is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.” Are these lyrics real? Or am I just living in fantasy? Are these moments of happiness real? Or are these spectacles of happiness brought by these drugs?

I dream for a moment as I look up into the sky, a blinding light flashes through the sky as a door opens and I thought to myself, is this the end? The end of a terrible melo drama sad story?

I grew up in the slums, some might say it’s the hotspot of the magical pills in our community. I remember I was sixteen when my mom passed away. I remember not knowing what to do and if my life had a title it would probably be “The not so tragic life of a teenager”.

A tragic one, but not so much as a lot of people actually do say that I’m just a “patapon”. Life seemed unbeatable at that point. Have you ever experienced contemplating to just end it all? End all of your sufferings in just one easy step? Stand on a chair, tie the rope, and then the end.

Everything changed when a bag of marijuana suddenly appeared in my hands and talked to me. “Try me” it said,I do think that it was just a hallucination, but I wanted to believe that I can talk to snakes like Harry Potter.

Drugs helped me through the ups and downs of my life. Every single second of every single day feels like I’m floating on clouds, away from all of the problems that this world