Concerned....

     So today was the day after Halloween! And because I go to one of the only schools in Utah that DOESN'T let kids have the day after halloween off of school, I had to sit through six hours of classes trying to overcome the candy hangover and extreme exhaustion of running around all night with my friend Audrey (her blog here: awhite17.blogspot.com). It was a shitty day to say the least.

But who isn't incredibly lethargic the day after Halloween?  Every single human in the school was a  Zombie and they didn't even need a costume for everybody to tell!

But the thing is, not everybody had a "candy" hangover. See I have a very good friend, who shall not be named, but she is going through a bit of a tough time in her life. She is literally every form of a mess. She cuts, drinks, and gets high often. Let I remind you this friend is fourteen. But really I just don't know what to do about her, she is one of the coolest people I know. She is a beautiful free spirit and could be so much more amazing if it wasn't for these things. I want to help her. But I just don't know how.

See, I have know that she did these things for a while but it really hit me today. She brought acid to school, and got high in second period. Let me just repeat this in case you missed it: She got high..... took pills....... IN CLASS.  So of course I hear about this the second that second period is over, but I can't find her anywhere. So I am forced to sit through an hour and a half of computer class before I can get to lunch and find her. And of course when I find her she is incredibly messed up. The drugs are wearing off and she now just feels like shit. I was relieved to find her english teacher (she was in english when she took the drugs) was apparently a dumb ass and hadn't realized what she she had done. But at the same time I was a little sad that she wasn't caught. I want her to get help, she needs help. And now I feel like I am responsible for helping her get it. See, her other closest friend gets high with her and thinks its cool. It is NOT cool. And my other friends know it and wouldn't even be around her when she gets high. So I was left to care for the chick that looked like she was either going to hurl or pass out at any moment.
What do you do at a time like this? I need somebody to talk to, to less this to, but I don't know who to turn to........