confusion247's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cops I'm going to try to recall as many details as humanly possible. Yesterday Zach said he would give me a ride back to Memphis. Well, Chad, Laura, and Michael also came along as a road trip. Well, the trip started off with us a stealing gas from the gas station in Clarksville, we then proceeded to steal from every gas station we went to on the way down here, stealing food and such. I didn't care, it was all minor things. We get into town and go on a "beer run" and Chad stole a 20 pack from a gas station. I once again did not care. We get back to my house, and we are all sitting outside my house. Chad, Michale, and Zach are drinking a beer. No big deal. Then the cops pull up. We throw everything inside the van, and I get into the van, and the cop starts interegating everyone who is outside. So I get out of the van and say "What's the problem, this is my house" and he tells us all to go sit on the curb. Well, I stayed standing, and Michael ran inside. So another cop comes and starts interegoating us all. He called us all mother fuckers and told us to sit on the curb. So we did. And they start illegaly searching Zach's van. Pulling out everything. They make us all pass a sobriety test. I had not been drinking and he tried making me out to be a big drinker and stoner. I sit back down. Laura didn't have to do anything because she is a female. While I'm being given my "sobriety test" the cop keeps refering to me as a smartass because I'm saying "what are we being charged with, we're sitting outside my house." I'm told to sit down. Then he asks Laura to come inside with him to get my parents. They come outside. By now there is a lot of shit from Zach's van out. He's trying to tell my parents that we have been huffing gasoline from Zach's emergency gasoline can. And that I have some drug problem. What the fuck. Then Zach has been smarting off the entire time saying "you have no reason to take us to jail or anything, what the hell are you doing, ect." and Laura's laughing. And The cop grabs Zach throws him against the van and cuffs him, puts him in the cop car. We're scared as shit. My mom gets them to let Chad, Michael, Laura, and I go inside. We go inside. My mom follows soon after. We haven't done shit. My mom sits with us and we actually all laugh about it. Because the cop was saying we were free basing effedrin (Zach took effedrin to stay awake on the way to memphis), then he said we were huffing gasoline, and we were doing something with the Ram Mask that Brandon and I got from Dollar Tree, they said we were doing something with the "weapon" Zach had, which was actually a sword he purchased from a flea market. Then my step dad comes inside, he is convinced that I'm such drug addict, and comes inside and goes off and says "we're lucky he only has to stay the night until tomorrow at four o'clock." So we're all thankfull, He doesn't let me say one goddamn word. That was my rather interesting night. So today, I think things are going to be okay because, hey I didn't do anything, none of us really did. Zach was just a smartass. My mom was saying that I couldn't do anything tonight? I said "okay, why, I didn't do anything" and aparently Zach is now a terrible influence. And they told me I will not be associating with him. What the fuck. He was drinking a beer by his van. It was okay that Chad and Michael were because my mom has met them before. I'm so angry. I told her that they could not control who I hung out with. And aparently Clarksville has been a bad influence on me. This is such bullshit. Memphis is a worse influence on me then anything else. I'm so pisseed off. Fuck them. I'll be out of here by the time I'm sixteen anyway. hearts and stars, Danny 3:30 p.m. - 2003-07-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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