She put on her jacket, stroked her long hair that crossed her shoulders, and told her mother that she would spend the night in a classmate’s review. Before going out, he secretly put a pair of red high heels into the bag. Berlin at midnight is a sleepless place. She came to the disco for the first time under the instigation of her classmates and saw the other side of life: young people behaved indulgently under the hypnosis of music and alcohol, but she was just curious about everything around her, walking through the crowd, all kinds of All kinds of people passed in front of them, until their eyes fixed on him. The psychedelic lights flashed on him from time to time, sketching out his handsome profile. She is in love, on her fourteenth birthday. Fourteen is the age of self-righteousness and ignorance. She went to the disco to find him, but saw him sucking powder. Although she is still young, she can recognize it at a glance. She loves him and wants to feel what he feels, even if she knows it is the abyss, she still tries desperately. It was a magical medicine, which made her fascinated and unable to extricate herself, immersed in hallucinations. She didn't decide to give up until she witnessed the death of her companion; it was a pity that she and her boyfriend were both too poisoned and lack of funds, so exhausted, she had to go to another abyss-betraying her body. At the age of fourteen, she should be listening to David Bowie's vinyl record, with a bright and sunny smile, but now she has a thin face and is picking up customers on the streets of Berlin with needle-eyes all over her body. The sound of her red high-heeled shoes was like the sad song of her situation, slow and heavy. And at this moment, how many ignorant teenagers, with their self-righteousness, are immersed in the short-term joy that the poison brings to them?
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