This thread is gonna be kinda dumb but honestly, once I tell the story to you, I think you would make a thread as well.
So anyways, its shaping up to be a basic friday night. Go over to your buddies house, chill, go get something to eat, wait for the hookup, smoke and the rest goes from there. Well it did start out this way, infact it started out amazing. I get to my friend's house around 4:00. No more than seconds after I walk in do I see my friend sitting there eating oreos with a glass of milk and a packed bowl right next to the oreos. There's about 6 people there. All 4 that had been there before were already high. Now my pet peeve is being around people who are high when i'm not high so I thought I gotta fix this. So I say joe let's go up and finish this thing off because it is no fun smoking alone. Blah blah we finish it off and my friend whose house it is, lets call him peter, tells us to get out before shit gets suspicious, like it always does, and then we can come back in a bit. So we hop in the car and go get shit to eat and such just foolin around. I don't remember much of it but just random stuff I know. So we do our things around town head back to als. We smoke a few more bowls and our friend, well call him pat, says that he has the keys to a house down the street. Now he doesn't just randomly have the keys, the people who own that house are in his ward and told him that while they were on vacation for 2 weeks that'd itd be nice if he could water there flowers and make sure the house is in check. Now he only had the key to the sunroom/3seasonroom thing. But that was all that we needed. It had been our friends birthday party even tho it was a week before and we decided that we should do something crazy.
Picture this, a house, with nobody home, not even coming home for 2 weeks and their house is all yours.
We weren't gonna wreck the place we were just planning to go in the sunroom, clam bake the shit out of it and get the hell out of there. Well things went horribly wrong.
We got there at first and everything was chill. We were just scoping out the place seeing if it was hotbox worthy (jokes). Well anyways, me and my friend joe were really hungry so we ended up hopping in the cars again and made a bk trip. By the time we got back our friends had gotten a quarter dropped off and it was time.
For some reason there was a bit of skeptism and we ended up leaving the house for a bit cuz peter just wanted to go back and smoke in the safety and comfort of his own home. Well this would turn out to be a good idea. We ended up staying in the middle of the road forever it seemed like. We decided to jsut go back to the house but a ton of neighbors were lurkin. We were heading back (we were walking remember) and there was a neighbor right there so we jsut walked by the driveway. Once they were gone we turned back and headed out back where the sun room was. Mid- walking out back the neighbor looks out his window so our dumbass friend imediately turns around. This was a stupid idea because we shoulda just kept walking to the house which was less suspicious. Well now the neighbors knew something was up and we didn;t know what to do. We decided to jsut go back in that house and stay there as long as we could. This was the worst decision of the whole night. We go in the house thinking everything is good, we wait a bit, to make sure things are calm. We start lighting up a blunt and passin it. about 5 minutes go by and our friend peter is being a bitch and decides to leave with his girlfriend. So he leaves and we wait a bit so we all dont go out all at once. Well just as soon as he got to the driveway and we were about to go out pat gets a call from peter saying the cops are out front. We fuckin start booking it out of the room as soon as we get out front of the driveway (we were still in the grass, and remember this is out back). All of a sudden we hear "COPS, STOP WHERE YOU ARE". My mind fuckin blew a gasket. Me and 4 of my friends started hauling fuckin ass like you wouldn't believe. My friend, god bless him, who is fat didn't stand a chance and got caught right away.
Anyways here we are fucking running from 2 cops I guess ( Ididn't see) and I have no clue what were gonna do. We dip out on the street so we can see where were going. We dip to the left into this house and hide in these bushes. me and my friend zac were jsut chillin and pat comes back to hide with us. The cop keeps running down the street and we see him pass. My friend joe, who is one crazy motherfucker no joke, was just fuckin hauling.. he is so fast. He didn't need to hide.
So in the bush we have Me, my friend pat and my friend zac. All shocked out of our minds. We never thought this could happen to us. We were all high honor roll students, pretty clueless as far as most other drugs went, never even thought about running from the cops in our lifetime. Well it was now a reality. We had no clue at all what to do. There was so many questions. What happened to conor, peter or joe? Did they get caught? Who knew but it was us three now. Aparently as I would find out later, the cops called in 2 other cars for back up, the sheriffs and a state trooper. For all they knew this was a burglary. We stayed in that bush for days it seemed like.. many cops just walking around passing us. Hearing every footstep was like a knife going in my body no joke. After about 30 minutes we heard them rolling out the tape probably 50 feet over. Were still not sure if it was tape cuz we never saw the house again but it sounded like something being unrolled (help?). Well an hour had passed and we decided since it was getting dark we should get out of these bushes because it wasnt safe. We start heading down the road the other way. A cop car was right behind us...
THANK GOD it turned. That was scary. So meanwhile we decide to go to a gas station and get something to drink and cihll for a bit. We needed to make up a story now and it needed to be good. Boggled out of our MINDS.. we start heading back to pats house where we would stay for the night.
100 feet from pats house we get this call from peter saying that the cops knew everytihng and we needed to go to the police station or else they would come to our house and pick us up! So we go to the police station and my dad meets me there. My dad pissed out of his mind arrives and we go in. On the counter in the police station is 3 white owl cases, a dugout, a bowl and weed. And there sat my friend peter. An officer came out and took me and my dad in a room. He said what had happened. I told him I didn;t smoke and he believed me but I still did many things wrong. This cop almost acted like he didnt care about the smoking but the fact that we ran. He said that he called in all sorts of help and had 2 cop cars going over 100 mph trying to get to that house. Not only did I endanger those cops but the people surrounding them. I told him I understood, still beside myself. Luckily my other friend, which in all irony, his dad is cop just a sheriff, said that I didn;t smoke so I didn't get caught with that. But it was funny cuz the cop said that that friend who said I didnt smoke was literally shitting his pants so he believed him. All in all he said I could get charged with burglary and some big name I don't remember for running from the cops. Everyone else who did get blamed for smoking I have no idea what happened to them. I haven't talked to anyone yet and I know everyone is in a lot of trouble.. especially pat who let us in that house. So I learned a lot of lessons from this.
Im not smoking for a very long time.
So lessons.. when the cops come.. don't run because it will all come out in the wash in the end one way or another. It only pisses them off and gets you another stupid misdemeanor.
Don;t smoke weed in a house that isn;t yours or your friends.. this was stupid right off the bat and I can't say anything but I learned from it.
I can't think of anymore right now but I'll post them up in this thread when I do.
Well anyways, this thread might be stupid but I don't care. By far one of the scariest nights of my life. I never even pictured running from the cops. Very crazy for me and all of my friends for sure. I am still in shock and it is awkward around my parents. didn;t get home til 1 last night.
Another high school night I guess. Not a good one though. Me and my friends will be talking about this forever. Like many people on here, you learn a lot from your first run in with the cops and for those of you who smoke and dont think youll ever get caught.. haha good luck. I was the same way.
All in all just had to claim it and I hope you guys get a kick out of this story.. if you even read it.
Have fun guys, and when the cops come, its your decision whether to run or not.
Sparknotes: read it if you have time..I typed it out so I intend on people reading it.
One question.. for any people that know stuff about this.. do you think I will really get charged with anything? This is my first offense, if it even is an offense, and my first real contact with the cops.
Thank you all.