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Story-Time #2 (True Story)


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So, when I was in middle school, I was a punk. Or I guess you could say, I just didn't give a crap. O-wait. I think it's in my genes or somethin. Oh well. Anyways, it was like 11:Something, and I decided to go for a walk. I grabbed a big stick for protection and jumped onto the main rode leading off the highway. I went to sit next to Sonic.(The food place that was about 7 blocks from my house if I had to guess) I didn't have a phone, and they had their music playing. So, I decided I'd listen to it to entertain myself. I was listening to the music and thought aloud that I didnt remember the beeping bg. I also told myself it was off beat (I was a lonely fuckin kid). It took me a good minute to realize that was the security alarm. I began to walk behind the building to make sure I wasn't just being paranoid. The back door was wide open. (The place was closed, mind you) I started to walk away from the place at a brisk pace, when I saw two cops comin down the street. I pretended like I wasn't doing anything, but they come into the gas station (it was next to Sonic's) parking lot and got out of their cars.


"Can you put down the stick." One if them asked. I put the thing down. The other one went to check inside and the other one interrogated me. After he got my birthday and all he began to pad me down. (I swear, he did not have to check my butt that many times) I saw the other one comeback with a drunk guy, dragging him. He breaks free and is smacking here away. The cop told me I was free to go. I was gone. Idk what happened to that guy. I was happy I didnt get hit for curfew. But I was sad too... I forgot my stick.

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