weve been friends since 15. we were best buds, always smoking weed, chillin at eachothers houses, going to church together, juvie. good times. but one day we mistakenly smoked laced weed. i hated it but he liked it and eventually talked the dealer into selling him the shit that was in it. it was at this point i knew our year and a half long friendship would deter. he started putting any drug in his body that he could get his hands on. after a while he tried heroin and boom, no more anthony. after a year of no contact, i saw my friend on the side walk holding a gas can and a cardboard sign at 17 years old. i understood his addiction to the drug the instant i looked into his eyes. another year later he would become a male prostitute. having sex with men to get just enough money to buy more heroin. eventually ending up with HIV. my once best friend ignores his families desperate cry for help. hes tearing apart his family. his dad is in jail now for assault with a deadly weapon charges for attacking anthonys known to the city drug dealer. his mom trying to bribe into rehab with her daughters college fund and his sister, a 16 year old pregnant slut who is pregnant by mr. drug dealer. im going to help him and his family if its the last thing i ever do. please tell me how i can make a bigger impact on helping him. i beg you. hes 21 years old and already closer to death than my 73 year old grandma. your efforts with advice would mean the world to me