Dear Ann Landers,
'm a sixteen-year-old girl who didn't mean to get in-volved with drugs. I've never been a wild kid, in fact, I'm considered sort of a mouse. I did turn on, in an innocent or stupid way, and now I know what drugs can do-even to a person who isn't looking to freak out. My weight was getting out of hand, so I went to a doctor. He gave me a diet and some pills to curb my appetite. I was supposed to take one pill a day. To make sure I killed my appetite real dead, I took an extra pill when-ever I felt like it. Soon I ran out of pills, and asked the doctor for a refill. No problem. Suddenly I found myself crying for no reason. I'd go into a depression and want to jump out the window. Then I began to have dizzy spells and I felt like I was floating. Once when I was driving on the highway my eyesight be-came blurred and I almost ran into a kid on a motorcycle. I knew I was zonking out on the diet pills, but I was losing weight and get-ting whistled at for the first time in my life, so I didn't want to stop. Then one day I hit a "bummer." I went into a laughing jag, then a crying fit, and finally I passed out. Lucky for me I was at home in my own room. When I came to, I swore I'd never touch another pill-ever. I flushed all the pills down the toi

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