“Come on.” “Just do it.” “Stop being a baby.” “Everyone is doing it.” Sitting on the couch at a prom after party, the people there were trying to get me to do something. Something I didn’t want any part of. Something I knew that was wrong. Something I knew that if I were to get caught, I would be in huge trouble. Now, I wasn’t afraid of the cops; but there was one person I was very terrified of, and that was my mom. And I knew that if she were ever to find out about this, she would take me out of this world faster than I came in. However, my name was being chanted by everyone there. In the end, I made the choice to partake in their activity. About 30 minutes later, the cops show up. The majority of the people were arrested, including me.
