Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Dion Bell
9th Period
6-6-07
Bellringer

It was last year in June or July. I was going to Great America with my cousin and his family. The pervious night was the first time that I had ever smoked. I smoked because I was inquisitive about it. It was me, my cousins, and about 3 more friends. We were smoking a Black and Mild. This event occurred at like around 1 Am. We were in the alley and I recommended that we should go somewhere that’s not in the open so I or we won’t get caught doing it. We went into this random backyard and I was a diminutive scared that somebody probably lived there and they might come out and get us. I enjoyed that whole moment. However, it left a bad taste and I hated it. I tried everything to the taste out of my mouth but it kept coming back. I feel like it was a waste of time but the best waste of time.

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