Smoking Hurts Everyone Around You
Have you ever had a person in your life, that if you lost them it would be just as hard as losing a limb? I’m Julia, and I am 15 years old. I spent 12 years of my life with this boy as my best friend. We faced every challenge of growing up together, and no matter what happened in our lives it never broke our bond. We both got into the same high school and it changed everything. I guess all of...
My Life Shouldn't Revolve Around My Inhaler
“You can outgrow this!” my doctor says, waging his finger, “just if you can get daddy to stop smoking!” That’s what he always says when we’re referring to my asthma. My dad has been smoking since he was around my age, and not only do I always scream at him about all the long-term damage he’s done to himself, but also the damage he’s doing to me—medically, academically, physically, and...
Smoking Hurt My Family
I’m Yasmari and I’m writing this blog post so that other teens can understand that because they think smoking is fun and isn’t hurting anyone, it actually is. They have to think about their loved ones. I personally was curious on what smoking would be like. I had friends and family doing it all the time so I tried it. I ended up liking it. Family and friends would give me what I wanted. I would...
The strongest memories I have
My name is Maddie and I am writing this blog post about my fear of cigarettes as a small child. My great-grandmother has smoked since before I was born, and still continues to smoke today. Once, when I was about six years old, she had just left my house and when I went into the kitchen I found one of her cigarettes on the ground still glowing. I thought that it was going to explode and started...