Cigarettes

I would say that almost everyone I know smokes or has smoked cigarettes, so avoiding temptation can be hard at times. But it’s possible. We all puffed away carelessly not realizing what were doing to ourselves. Minds detached from body and soul just riding the waves of another nicotine cloud that seemed to envelope our surroundings. But those memories have long been replaced, now it seems to be less enjoyable and more of an addiction for most. Tar coats the inside of your lungs slowing you down and stealing your breath. Well your teeth turn yellow and every time you open your mouth to smile everyone around you cringes because of the awful stench. When everyone around you is also smoking it’s difficult to notice these imperfections associated with cigarettes. I was dying on the inside my body felt old and tired. At the age of seventeen I was only one of the 46.2 million citizens currently smoking; I was one in every four people.

I’ve been around Cigarettes since I was a child, my father smoked until I was five or six and my mother smoked until she was forty two. Sadly my mother passed away from lung cancer caused from smoking, she fought for a year until the cancer had drained her completely. So far she’s missed my seventeenth, eighteenth, and nineteenth birthday and the day I graduated from high school. But I don’t blame her I blame the powerfully addictive Cigarette. I was sixteen when I had my first one, it was awful. The taste was unpleasant and I coughed nearly the whole time. It was at least a year before I had another one. At this time in my life not many kids were smoking I was cool.. I was dangerous. I wasn’t addicted though if I wanted to stop I could. No strings attached. I smoked like this for eight months probably, a pack would last me a week back then. Fast forward to this past fall, I was smoking a pack every two days or so and all my friends were in the same boat.