
My first ever cigarette was when I was fifteen years old. I was in school and I can admit that It was only down to peer pressure why I took a puff. It was the most disgusting thing I can say I've put in my mouth. But no I wanted to be like the cool kids so I continued puffing along filling my lungs with poison.
When I would get home I dont think my mother could smell it on me, being a smoker herself, so there was nobody to tell me that I was committing a crime on my health.
When I did finally realised that the horrible smell on my fingers was there to stay and that running for the bus was leaving me breathless, I knew It wasnt worth the time.
So I picked up the courage to say no the next time I was offered a "fag", only to be told i was a "wimp".....Well who needs enemies with friends like them.
http://www.kidshealth.org/teen/drug_alcohol/tobacco/smoking.html
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