Ya . . . Ya. . . I’m coming! “I said”, as I remember or maybe all I really want to remember from that day. Is that, I was really tired and wasn’t thinking about the end consequences of what might happen! I know I could go about and use the excuse that I’m only fifteen. I should really learn from my actions and let me tell you; I learned a hard lesson that day! I have always been raised to tell the truth, not steal, and respect my elders. I don’t know what got into me that day or what I was thinking; but I wish I had listened to everything my mom taught me!
Earlier that day I was talking with friends and we all decided to stay at my friends Alex’s house. Alex was the youngest and he had really cool parents. This means that they already went through all the bad times because of his older siblings. So yep, as you know Alex could do nothing wrong. . . Ha! Well let’s say just not as bad!
Well I couldn’t wait. I always have an extreme amount of awesome fun; and yes I always seem to get into trouble. Alex’s house is a sanctuary of adolescent freedom, just plain trouble as I know it now.
Schools over finally, I’m running home to get myself ready for tonight and going through one of mom’s lectures again. It usually goes, “Kiefer stay out of trouble, no drugs, and no girls . . . at least till you’re in college.” My mom has been divorced twice and I know she’s looking out for my best, but come on mom . . . I’m 15!
Well almost ready. My mom’s still seems really upset and keeps lecturing me. She hates when I go over to Alex’s house. She says “you always end up getting in trouble!” I have to agree, I always do end up getting in trouble!
I was having an awesome time at Alex’s. Hey it’s the weekend and I’m so stressed out from school, I’m off.
Maybe drinking or something else, we pretty much messed around fighting, playing games, texting all night. I was getting really tired. So I did as anyone did, I crashed out. That’s when I remember Alex...