I never got the point of smoking weed til i actually started doing it. When I was little I always told myself I would never do it. But one day hanging out with my friends then had some weed and asked me if i wanted to try. I didn't want to look like a baby and not do it and I mean what would one time do to you. after being high for one time, I loved the feeling it made all the pain in the world go away. I had no worrys. It was an amazing feeling. I started doing it more and more til it became a daily thing. I couldn't tell my grades where going down but I didn't care. I cared less about school, about family I didnt care about what they had to say. One day while looking at my grades I knew I had to stop. That it wasn't ok to be failing classes. I mean I had to figuare out what was more important being cool or grades. I figuared grades were. I stopped smoking and im back to my loving family and straight A student.