Once, I had a great friend called, ”Stephanie,” We were there for each other, not only in times of joy,but also helped one another for all the ups and downs we came across.

We were in a group of six, and mostly discussed issues in regard  to our schoolwork rather than the outside world. We neither went for clubbing nor was any of us on drugs.

It was in mid-May last year,when I discovered all that was not okay with my friends. As usual, we always had a meeting on  each and  every Sunday to discuss our school grades and  social life. One Sunday, I decided to go to the meeting spot early than usual. When I got there what I saw was unbelievable! Stephanie and some of our group members were engaged  in shameful  activities .

They were playing loud  music till  none of them heard the door being  opened . Stephanie was busy smoking Bhang (marijuana) while the others were chewing Khat (miraa). Several bottles of whisky had been placed on the table and they were dancing and  laughing on top of their voices. Immediately, they noticed my presence,they were shocked, for I came to know the naked truth they had always tried to hide away from me.

They pleaded  asking me not to tell anyone what had happened and I agreed half heartedly.  I could not run away from them, but the  same time, they were not ready to call it quits the world of drugs.

Two to three months later ,My dear friend, ”Stephanie,” became a drug addict and got pregnant.Unfortunately, She did not know the father of the child.

“Pregnant at the age of 17 years,n yet I am still a student,,,,,,,,, really not me,,,,,,,, said Stephanie,” I tried to inquire from her what she really meant by that statement, but all she did was just to nod hisn head.”No, no,” was all he said.

What followed later was screams of anger, “I am still going to do it,” she said. I got shocked and was almost running away but I had to be  strong for her own sake.” I intervened by asking her if the father of the child was employed, shockingly, she did not know who the real father of the child was.

It did not take long, when my mother received the shocking news that Stephanie had been admitted to the hospital, as a result of taking an overdose so as to get rid of the unborn child. She was as lucky as a king, for she survived, despite of the ruthless act she  had committed.

Undugu Society  has played a major role in the fight against drugs and it a challenge to the government to help in the fight against this vice as it would save lives of the many future leaders of tomorrow.