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Drinking Rubbing Alcohol

My cousin's sister died four years before he did. She died in 2015. She was addicted to a prescription drug. Her name was Christine. I don't know what kind of pill that she was hooked on. All that I know is that it was a prescription drug.

She was unable to get the pills and she did something that wasn't smart. She believed that drinking rubbing alcohol would be the same as taking the pills. She drank some and it killed her. She suffered tremendously. She didn't die immediately though. She lived for a few months and then she died. I don't know how much she drank but it was enough to end her life. It nearly ate the lining out of her stomach.

She was in a great deal of pain. At the time, she was with my cousin who was her half brother. She was saying "Help me, John! Help me!" John said that there was nothing he could do to help her. It's sad and tragic that she had to suffer and die. The moral of this story is, Never Drink Rubbing Alcohol.
Written by randyjohnson
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It is with great sadness that I tell you that this is a true story.
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