Friday, February 1, 2013

Story #16: The Decision

The Decision

“... And that is why no one should do drugs or alcohol. The End” as I finished my
English report. The whole classed clapped. “That was a good report Jim.” said Mrs.
Sorman, my English teacher. I went back to my seat and sat down in silence. As the
rest of my class mates finished there reports I thought about what I was going to do
when I got home. Maybe play some xbox, I thought to myself, or finish the rest of
spanish. As I was daydreaming about going 26 and 0 in a Match of Team-death match
the bell rang. DING DING DING, and I was out of there. As I was at my locker getting
some books my buddy Kase walked up to me and asked about what I though we were
doing for basketball that night. I was mid-sentence of telling him how we might go over
press breakers and his girlfriend passed by and he walked away. Kinda angered I
walked to study hall.

After study hall I went to basketball and it was the same old thing. Some running,
free throws, and a whole lot of plays. But when basketball was done I started to pull
out of the school parking lot when I passed a crowd of people. I slowed down because
I saw one of my buddies. So I stopped and said hi and asked him what he was up to.
He told me that there was a party going on at a house at the edge of town. Normally I
would have said no but I could use some time to hang out with people because of
basketball and school. So I called my mom and told her some lie to go to the party.
“Mom i’ll be home by nine.” I said. “Your homework better be done and....” but thats all
I heard because I lost connection so I texted her and went to the party.

At the party there was a lot of people. I saw one of my buddies from Ponyville and I
started talking to him. He was telling me how school was and how he was going to be
on varsity basketball. “Yeah I’ve been working really hard to get that spot on varsity.”
he told me. “I bet, im not to good but I mean I try my hardest. So what why are you at
this party I asked?” I asked. He told me how he had got into a business of selling a
particular product. I was really confused at first and I gave him kinda a dumfounded
look and he put his finger on his nose and brushed his nose a couple times. I was still
really confused but then I realized that he was a dealer. I looked at him in disbelief but
he explain that it was a great business. “Honest I haven’t made more money in a
month of working for my dad then selling powder. But I’ve never used it, it does bad
things to people.” he told me. “Why do you sell to people if you know it illegal and bad
for the body?” I questioned him.

“Well one day I was walking down the street of Falling Rock and this guy asked me
if I wanted to have a good time. I was very confused and I told him no. But then I
realized what he was selling drugs and he asked me if I wanted to get in the business
with him. I told me no and to get away but he pro swayed me that teens wouldn’t want
to buy from an adult but rather a teen them self. He told me that he would get me a
shipment and I could get started. Now i’ve got about enough to pay of most of my
parents bills.” He told me. I kinda understood why he was doing it now but it still wasn’t
right to do. “You probably shouldn’t be selling this because if you get caught then you
can get sent to jail for for.... drug dealing.” I told him still trying to think of what he
would get caught for. But he didn’t listen and he walked away.

I wandered around the party for a while. There was a stereo playing songs and I
walked past a beer pong game going on. It was pretty interesting but I walked away in
boredom. It seemed like the more I walked around the more people showed up. I was
about to leave when my buddy from Ponyville came back up to me and asked me if I
wanted to try some powder with him. “No way dude im not going to do that, it will reck
my basketball career.” I told him. “You said you weren’t even that good, one hit isn’t
going to hurt your body enough to wreck your basketball career.” He said. “Well...... I
don’t know. I’ll only do it if you do it with me.” I said. “Okay I’ll do it with you.” He told

So he pulled out a little ziplock bag that was about half full with something that looked
like flour but I knew it wasn’t. He poured just a small pile on a square mirror, he then
just up the pile in 4 long, thin strips. “Okay you will take one then I’ll take one then I will,
then we will do it again.” he said. I was looking at that little white strip and I thought
about what it would do to my life. Time seemed to slow down as I bent down, but I was
still just looking at the coke. But I decided that it was a good idea, and I snorted the
strip in a matter of seconds. It hurt my nose and as I was dealing with my nose my
buddy finished his strip. I felt like I was going to pass out then I went and finished my
last strip.

Looking around after I finished my strips up everything started to speed up.
Everyone looked like they were running around. Colors blurred and I started to loose
concentration and the drugs started to kick in. Then darkness, I woke up in my yard
with only my pants on. I was so confused and my head pounded. I walked inside my
house and my mom was sitting in a chair with a cup of coffee. She looked up at me
and said “Never ever do anything like that again.” I could see in her eyes that she was
disappointed in me. “So you know what I did, Mom?” I asked. “I don’t know and I don’t
care just never do whatever you did again.” She said. I called my buddy from Ponyville
and his mom picked up. “Hi Mrs. Sheep, where Joe at?” I asked. She sniffed and then
said “He isn’t here anymore, he got in a car accident last night. Did you see him
yesterday?” She asked. “Ummm yes I did. He was at a party with me.” I said but I don’t
think she heard me because she hung up after that. I got a call an hour later about
Billy’s funeral next week.

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