My First Love Put A Needle Into Me

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This is the story of an Egyptian girl who was born and raised in Egypt and deviant from a young age. Her father was involved in criminal activity and she identified herself as “daddy’s girl.” She always felt like a rebel, sort of like daddy who was out in the streets dealing drugs. But little did she know that she would one day run into her first love, who would put a needle into her arm and introduce her to heroin.

Before heroin came along, she would experiment with hashish, pills and alcohol. Here was this rebellious 14-year-old girl who never had sex, but was in love with the high provided by drugs. She thought, “Hey this can’t be so bad. My own dad is out there selling drugs. What the hell!”

But the drugs that she was using were not satisfied with her performance. They wanted her to work up the ladder and meet their bigger and badder friends: heroin, cocaine, crystal meth, PCP, etc. So the drugs played around with her fate and set it up that she would run into her first boyfriend. Little did she know that her first boyfriend would be the deadliest.

This Egyptian boyfriend was older and more experienced than her. He viewed her as an innocent prize and she viewed him as her next big hit. And then sex happened; her virginity flew away faster than her shortest-lived highs. But this relationship was not only for sex, as the drugs had a masterplan and were utilizing the boyfriend for something bigger at play.

That is when her first love pulled out a needle, “Ever try heroin?” Excited by his tall and handsome stature as well as his adventurous side accompanied by his older age, she had no time to reply but just smile; this was a sign for “no but I’m all yours.” And right there and then, the tall and pretty Egyptian girl had a needle poked into her vein by her first love.

From that day on, she became a heroin addict for life. The relationship with her boyfriend did not last longer than a year or two. He was only an introduction or catalyst to her use of opioids. What did last was her relationship with heroin. The high that she was introduced to on that day was much more pleasurable than sex.

Little did she know that the needle that her first love put into her arm would infect her for life. And guess what happened to her previous drugs with the masterplan? They became satisfied with her newfound relationship with heroin, and left her life to infect other innocent teens.