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Luckiest moment of my life
Ok, so two days ago, i went to my friend's house, along with 2 other friends. I knew there was gonna be weed there. A little bit after I got there, we went for a walk behind a nearby school. The one, who had all of us over, Shane, called a hookup to bring the weed. I was nervous and I was worried about getting caught with it. Fortunately, the dropoff didn't take long and 30 seconds later, we were going back to his house.
Now, Shane's mom already knows the other two smoke weed and was already paranoid about us. I was the only one she really trusted now, and I didn't want that to change. Later that night, We rolled it and went off on another walk around the neighborhood around 11:00pm. I'll admit I DID smoke some out of peer pressure. We quickly headed back due to the cerfue around here. From there on, I was ok and the rest was routine; you chill, get the munchies, laugh at racist jokes and whatnot and eventually get tired and feel the need to sleep.
It was 1:30am now and I've never felt more exhausted. i laid down on the bed and quickly fell asleep. Around 8:30am the next morning.....i learned that around 3:00, they wanted to smoke more and they all got caught. Fortunately, I was fast asleep so I was off the hook. The other two friends were already screwed and their parents were told everything. Shane took it the worst though. He and his mom for over and hour, yelling back an forth, with me in the middle of it all. I wanted to get home as fast as possible. Later on, after all the yelling was over, He began to cry and talk about suicide. I didn't know what to say so I tried my best to comfort him.
My mother showed up to pick me up. Shane's mother told her what happened, but as I explained earlier, I didn't get into any trouble and she still respected me. What really made me feel bad, though, was that she began to cry while talking the the two of us. I just gave her a hug and told her "good luck". I felt bad for everything she had to go through; dealing with Shane and her "Satin-like" sister whining all the time. I wanted to help more, but at the same time, I just wanted to leave. Even my own mom admitted how lucky I was.
Right now, Shane is kicked out of his house and is living with his "bum-for-a-father". Also, we tried calling his mother to see if she needed to talk, but there was no answer, which made me worry even more.....
P.S. Don't get the wrong impression from me. I'm not a druggie and I'm not like my "friends". I have a better life than that. I just wanted to share this experience with other people.
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