[legion]

I ran with a rough crowd early in high school, then switched to a straight-laced crowd later on. I did light stuff, but would never touch LSD or anything that I thought might have lasting effects--physical, emotional, or cause an addiction. I watched a really bright and pretty sister of one of the guys first lose her smarts (she couldn't hold a job waiting tables because she couldn't remember orders) from too much LSD use, then become the sex/beat toy for progressively rougher/more abusive men.

I remember the last time I hung out with the "rough" crowd. It was sophomore year of college, I was home for Christmas, and one of the guys was throwing a New Year's Eve party. At first I didn't notice people disappearing to the bathroom and coming out with a really bad runny nose. It wasn't until someone got a bloody nose that I figured out what was going on. I left the party, and that was the last night I saw most of them.