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I believed he wasnt on crack and that such damage could easily be the cause of addiction to skunk.
I was extremely scared... he was really close up in our faces, wearing a big black sweater and black wooly hat.
Main reason i was scared was because i was worried for him, he revealed sooo much - and this was all coming from someone i hardly ever speak to!
He told us his mum accused him of being a crack user, he lost �1400, he thought he had mouth cancer, kept going on about his mouth being dry, how he robs crack users but also how he wanted to stop it all and do an accounts course and come clean, but explained that the money he earns dealing dugs could never be matched in an ordinary job and also that being a young balck male that doesnt speak the "queens english" (MY WORDS NOT HIS) would never be able to get an office job etc.
He then started crying to us!! And told us he'd been crying to a friend of his that same day.
Also informed us that 8 other boys were waiting for him in the stairways recently when his mum was in jamaica and he was worried for his younger siblings saftey so bought 2 GUNS!!!
To say i couldnt sleep that night was an understatement...
I'm still keep thinking about him and worrying...he's told us he's moved to Hackney and yesterday afternoon we saw him strolling up and down the streets talking and shouting loudly and we saw him race up to three young (about 10yr old) boys and demand that they "never ever smoke THIS" holding a spliff!
He's completely lost it....and i cant stop worrying about him, thinking that he's going to get killed and kill (!!)....especially with all the gun crime in London these days. Me and Karl were laying in bed yesterday saying how much we wanted to get out of England!!!
Any advice or words of wisdom?!
SORRY FOR THIS HUGLEY LONG QUESTION/STORY needed to get it off my chest!!!