Why I started smoking, don't really know.
I knew that my mother used to light up a smoke when she felt down, and that's what she always told me if I asked why she smoked.
So yeah, I was 10, getting bullied a lot because I was fat and short, sort of a huge marble. I thought about what my mom said, and decided to give it a try. It helped, so I went to smoke more, and more, and more. Until a week ago.