On Friday, October 21st, 2016, at approximately 10 pm, I sat in my room, on my bed. Numb. Without feeling. Wondering what the absolute hell had just happened. Thoughts running through my mind without being processed. Phone blowing up from others asking, wondering, judging. I was annoyed, irritated, in shock, beyond mad, disappointed, and above all, very intoxicated. Feelings ran through my mind, and yet I simply sat and stared at the white ceiling of my room. Eventually, sleep overtook and what seemed like minutes later, my alarm blared through my groggy consciousness at 5 am. Time to go to work, hoping that the news of what had happened had not spread. Though of course, as with all my hopes, they were dashed when I was called to the office.
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Being told this, I panicked. I ran from Mr. Laube and hid under a bus while Mr. Laube looked for me. As soon as I saw my opportunity, I ran to my house. At this point, Mr. Laube told my father I would now have four days of out of school suspension. But my stupidity was far from over, little did I know. At my house I chugged a gallon of water, and assuming that as long as I did not appear intoxicated, despite running from Mr. Laube and trespassing at the game once already, I would be able to return to the game and have no further repercussions. And as such, I returned. Now, it is necessary to describe the bleachers at the football field. The student section is separated from the rest by a flight of stairs, and the lowest row is still roughly three feet above the ground, with a railing. I was standing in the front row, in the middle, roughly seven or eight feet from the stairs when I saw Mr. Laube once again coming for me. I panicked again, and slid over the rail and attempted to run from Mr. Laube. I turned the corner of the stands, thinking I could get away, and was met by a wall of two bodies. I fell down and was immediately tackled by the
Being told this, I panicked. I ran from Mr. Laube and hid under a bus while Mr. Laube looked for me. As soon as I saw my opportunity, I ran to my house. At this point, Mr. Laube told my father I would now have four days of out of school suspension. But my stupidity was far from over, little did I know. At my house I chugged a gallon of water, and assuming that as long as I did not appear intoxicated, despite running from Mr. Laube and trespassing at the game once already, I would be able to return to the game and have no further repercussions. And as such, I returned. Now, it is necessary to describe the bleachers at the football field. The student section is separated from the rest by a flight of stairs, and the lowest row is still roughly three feet above the ground, with a railing. I was standing in the front row, in the middle, roughly seven or eight feet from the stairs when I saw Mr. Laube once again coming for me. I panicked again, and slid over the rail and attempted to run from Mr. Laube. I turned the corner of the stands, thinking I could get away, and was met by a wall of two bodies. I fell down and was immediately tackled by the