Meth, crank, ice, glass, fire, tina, chalk, crystal or crystal meth.
Whatever you call it, it’s the same thing. Addictive.
Drugs ruin people’s lives.
I should know, they destroyed mine.
I’m Hannah and I got hooked on ice. What started as a trickle, ended with a tsunami washing everything away; my family, my life.
I’m not sure you’re ready to read my story; it’s real and confronting.
Open the book, read the pages and see how easy it is for anyone to get addicted.
Ice affects all types of people. It doesn’t discriminate.
It will SCREW. YOU. UP.
*Dark YA/NA story- Recommended for 16+. Strong drug abuse, physical abuse, emotional abuse and emotional conditioning. Contains distressing content. It will cause you anger, frustration and you'll want to hurt some characters.
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This book has a powerful message, the truth about ADDICTION...
Hannah fate was in the hands of predator, manipulated, and played..
This story is hard to read, but is example how drugs can take over your life.
A story that needed to be told
Wow!! I don’t even know where to start with this review. I have started over more than a few times already. Ok, I am going to make this short.
Hannah was a model student. A best friend. A exceptional daughter. Someone who dreamed of a future. One to mold students as a teacher. She didn’t party. She was even called a nerd. And all it took was six months for her to hit rock bottom. As an addict. Meth was her salvation. Her enemy. Her everything. There were only two things she thought about about the moment she had her first hit. One, how she was going to get her next. And two, the man who supposedly loved her. That was her new life. The one that she thought was a better one. That is what ice does to someone. It brings out the delusions. It makes you chase the next high. No matter who or what gets in the way.
That is all I can really say about Hannah’s journey. This is not a romance. It does not involve hearts and flowers. It involves pipes and hotels. It’s not an easy read. I read the warnings. I had to read it anyway. I have not been an addict myself but I have had family and friends go through some of the same experiences. It’s so hard to witness. Even harder to get them to want to help themselves.
Overall...I love that Margaret writes books that need to be written. The stories need to be told. They are real. They are important. I have two daughters and you know what I did today? I talked to them about drugs and alcohol. It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from, drugs do not discriminate. They are everywhere. They can grab and hold on to anyone. Like I said, I have seen it. I had my own experiences with a few drugs in my high school days. It was over twenty years ago when something bad happened to myself and I still will not drink wine because of it. It stays with you. Forever.
P.S. I am in love with this cover.
“I can’t leave you alone. You’re mine,” he says.
“What? I’m not yours, I’m not anyone’s. I’m my own person.”
He’s making my body sing, sparking alive as a hazardous fire rips through me, risking my sanity and safety.
“For you, I’d walk to the end of the earth, and still have the strength to kill anyone who’d hurt you. But when you’re hurting yourself, that breaks not only my heart, but my soul.”