Definitely the Wrong Door

I have been gearing myself up all day so far to write this memory.  It's a past experience that hopefully noone else will ever have to encounter and it's part of my story so here goes... I was living with a guy I met on the street in his sisters cockroach(totally) infested basement. For some reason he had taken a shine to me and I left my drug dealer boyfriend ffrom the other side of Seven Mile in Detroit and it seemed like an eternity away. As an addict I was comfotable living in one block surrounding so I was aware and could keep a better eye on my saftey. This territory was new to me even tho it was only a couple of streets over.  I went out to hustle for the day and a couple of middleman dealers saw me on the street and asked if I was straight. Itold them I hadn't made any money yet that day. One of them said when You do knock on the door on the corner and say C sent you.  So off I went to sell my soul and body consecutively for my next high.  After a couple hours I had  collected enough for a reasonable high and decided to take a break. I saw the houses on the corner but I never remember seeing the middle men at either one of them.  So I went to the house a couple doors down near the corner. As I approached the door I heard several playing Xbox or PS2 or some type of video game and laughing and seemed like they were drinking and having a good time. I knocked. I heard who 's that? I replied MyName, and C sent me he told me stop by. I heard all kinds of rushing around in house and suddenly I was swurrounded on the porch by at 5 men and one of them had a gun pointed directly at the side of head. I explained what was going on and cowered they told me never to knock on this door again.  It was the main dealers house and although I saw them several times direct cars away from the house to conduct business in my wanting to get high so bad I made another really bad decision.One that could of cost me my life. Thjey told me to leave and I walk/ran away. One of the other middlemen ran aftet me and asked me what I was looking for. I told him are you crazy they almost killed me I'll go else where. He persisted in asking me and I told hoim I was just looking for a twenty. He said wait here and took mymoney and shortly remturned with less great quality dope.  I went to my friends coackroach infested basement and smoked and didn't relate this story to anyone until now.  It was definitely the wrong door, but in addiction I made so many bad decisions. Besides the decisions i made to get high were the bad choices I made in the lifestyle and how I went about supporting habit and getting high.  It's only through my Higher Power's grace and mercy I am here to relate this story.  Today I am granted the benefit of a clear mind, it's not to say I don't always make good choices but I don't make dumb choices anymore.