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It's my brother who's doing drugs. He's not going to school anymore, he wanders outside...When he comes back home he is violent and he fights with my mother. Sometimes I am really scared.

Once he broke everything, I was so scared I hid under my bed. It's good to say you don't have to take it. Madam, I never will take any. Testimony from a 6th grade boy from Marseille