For some odd reason, this reminds me of my friends and I. We've been close friends since 8th grade and we have always gotten into trouble with people. Whether it'd be the manager of our old apartments, parents
. of the other dude we made cry, the teachers from our middle school, the old security guard from High School, or even the LAW! We would always do something stupid that gets us in to some real deep CRAP. I see myself as the duckling on the very right who is trying to calm the pissed off swan. As you can see, all the other three ducklings are running for their lives as the swan is scaring them. The duckling on the very right, however, is brave enough to face the consequences and is trying to calmly talk to the raging swan. Everytime I get in trouble with my friends, I always come forward to face the harsh punishment which prompts the rest of my friends to come up as well... SOMETIMES. For example, back in 6th grade, one of my closest friends was being bullied by a bigger kid in his class. It was after school and I was walking towards the table that my friends and I usually meet at. But for some reason, my friends weren't there. I thought they went to the pizza joint we usually go to so I went there right away. Right when I crossed the street, I saw my friends being pushed around by other guys that I knew. I ran straight towards them and tried to calm them down asking them if we can just talk it out. But the dude who started the altercation, who I didn't know so well, pushed me and told me to back off. I was angry and was getting ready to fight when I heard the MOST FRIGHTENING sound I have ever heard in my entire life... A police car's siren. I stood still, frozen and could not move. I thought of my future and wondered whether I have put my graduation in jeopardy, and what if I get sent to Juvenile Hall! The police car blocked the whole street and all the cars backed up since they could not pass. This was when I realized that I was in some real deep CRAP! The police took down my name and the other kid's name and asked us who else was involved. I looked back to see if my friends were still there but they were long gone as I saw them sitting 30 feet away inside the pizza joint, staring at me. I took full responsibility and told the officer that I was just trying to pass through when the other kid and his friends "HIT ME UP" and asked me "WHERE I WAS FROM"(Gang reference). The officer told us to "STOP THIS BULLSH*T" and that he will be seeing us the next day. I went to my friends afterwards and cursed at them endlessly for leaving me alone. I was very pissed when they just laughed at me as if the situation was not serious, at all. The night I did not sleep at all, and prayed the whole night asking for forgiveness, thanking the Lord for everything he has done for me, and I even cried because of fear. Fear that my mom would kill me if she found out I was going to Juvenile Hall or that I would not graduate. The day went by and I did not speak a word to my classmates, teachers and even my friends. When the bell rang at 3:00 pm, I felt a huge relief as if every load of worry has been taken off my back. I have come to the realization that my misdemeanor was not taken seriously by the officer and I was let off with a warning. The next day, I ran into the officer at school and I asked him if he still remembered me. He said, "No, Should I?" I replied with a no and ran to the basketball court.
WOW, I didn't plan to share a life story but DAMN! I guess I just got carried away. Oh well... So that's what this picture reminds me of, hope you enjoyed.
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