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I used to make sure the covers were pulled up over my mouth so that "bad guys" wouldn't come in at night and drop drugs in my mouth. Right, like they'd waste free drugs on some kid.
My mother worked in a drug rehab facility when I was young. I fully believed that instead of marischino cherries, the name was marijuana cherries and no one bothered to correct me until much later in life because my parents thought it was hilarious.
my grandmother had arthritis, and one time when i was visiting her she said something about needing to go to the pharmacy to get her drugs. i had never heard medicine referred to as "drugs" before, so i got really upset because i thought my grandma was some kind of druggie!
when i was little, the first time i had heard about "crack" was when i was 7 years old. well.. one day i was in a store, this man said"give me some crack" i was thinking that the two men would go into the bathroom and stiff eack others crack to get high. later years i learned that" crack kills"
When I was around seven, one of my friends was goofing off during Crafts and managed to hit me smack on the upper lip with a gob of glue. I burst into tears and told her I was going to die, because she had made me sniff glue.
i grew up during the heavy anti-drug propaganda. amidst all the 'drugs are bad' & 'don't do drugs' slogans, they had forgotten to differentiate drugs from medicines.
i was appalled when we drove by a pharmacy with a large, publicly visible "Drug Store" sign.
When I was younger my Father would let me watch a show, America's Most Wanted. They did one episode about heroin and how bad it was. Well, later that night I was laying in bed thinking about heroin when I decided I needed a glass of water. I jump off my bed and feel a prick on my foot. I FREAKED OUT. Leaped back onto my bed, shouting and screaming because I thought there were people under the floor sticking needles up through my carpet to inject me with heroin. After that I'd wear sneakers all the time, afraid that if I didn't I'd be injected with heroin and become an addict.
When I was in Kindergarten we were using gluesticks and for some reason I decided to smell mine. Obviously a little confused about "huffing glue", a classmate of mine informed me that because I had sniffed glue I was going to die. The teacher had to call my mom to pick me up because I was so hysterical and when it was time for bed I had both my parents stay in my room with me. It's not easy facing your own mortality at 5 years old.
I used to get nervous when my mom went to the drug store because I thought that they sold illegal drugs. I was afraid that if she got caught she'd get arrested. My grandma drove us all there one day and my mom went in and I was torn between disbelief that my mom would involve grandma in these shenanigans and shock that grandma was a willing participant.
I used to believe that "smoking pot" involved melting something in a large pot until it smoked; a smoking pot. That commercial with the egg and the "this is your brain on drugs" did not help clear up this confusion!
I learned in the fourth grade that mixing drugs with drinks could kill you. A few months after when I was sick, my mom told me to swallow my advil with water. I cried because I thought she was trying to kill me!
In the fourth grade (I was in a 7th day adventist school) our whole class took a survey about drugs. One of the questions were, "Have you ever smoked pot?" Well I thought smoking pot was to boil water in a pot and breathe in the steam. So I put yes. Boy was I so embaressed after learning what pot really was...
my friend thought that "track marks" were something you got from running track. we were 16 at the time. and she ran track.
When i was in middle school, i told my best friend that if you put a salt and vinegar potato chip in your mouth and inhaled,you could get high....she was "Addicted" to them for an entire year.
when I was young I was afraid of going into crowds in the city because I'd heard that people would come up to you and spike you with PCP and make you an addict...
When I was little, I used to think that taking any kind of medicine if used when you didn't need it was like taking drugs. My friends once were sucking on cough drops, and since they weren't sick I thought they were doing drugs and would get addicted. Needless to say I was freaking out.
When i was about 10 i saw on the bench a syringe (with no needle) that my mum had been using to squirt medicine into my baby sisters mouth, we had recently had a drug talk at school so i thought my mum was a drug addict...i seriously panicked.
I used to believe that "paraphernalia" was "pair of vanilla." I couldn't understand why people would be arrested for having two of a flavor.
I used to believe that at dance clubs, the "smoke" that they'd spray was laden with drugs and I'd get high.
When my friend was little her mom warned her about not taking food from strangers. One day a neighbor gave her a bag of chips and her mom freaked out, shouting that they "had drugs in them" and now she was a druggie. The next day at school an officer happened to come to their class to talk about not doing drugs and she began to cry and confessed to the whole class she was a druggie. She had to visit the psychologist and principal before they realized what really happened!