The_Cube
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So first no haters, if you dont want to read alot, get out of here.
Howdy, newschoolers, how are you tonight? ohh good. How am i u ask? not so good, tonight was pretty ruff.
So here are the basics. I, Pylypyszyn of newchoolers, age 16, residing in West Hartford (the good side/upper/middle class). I fractured my Lumbar 5, right side, earlier this summer. Currently i have been wearing an orthopedic brace for about a month n a 1/2. I am depressed and bored because of my injury, since i am usually always doing something active as in skateboarding, jumping off of things, that fun stuff that those the wild kids do.
So tonight, i was going to chill with my friends, you know, his parents were gone, gonna have a couple lady's over, get the mac on and such. But then we hear word of this party, more along the lines of a RAGE!!! So what do we do, we go to it. But the kid whos house the rage is at isnt even at his house wen we showed up, so we have to drive a couple miles to go and pick him up (this kid dosent know what he is getting himself into).
We picked him up a drove past his house, there are about 5 bros already waiting outside of the kids house, kinda sketchy. We park the street behind him and cut threw a backyard to his house. We get to the house, the kid opens the garage, and it smells like that funy tabacoo. He dosent have his key to the house, so he knocks on the door, and his sister opens it and already has about 8 kids in there.
So of coarse, there are mad brews up in here, maybe i indulge in a couple, i dont know, who needs to know? After about 30 min, there are probably about 20 kids, all high schoolers, people going into junior year. Then a bunch more people come through, a bunch of to be sophomores (5), and freshly graduated kid(4), and a couple to be seniors.
The RAGE is going pretty good, drugs errrr were, nothing hard tho. Good party. I have no clue but id say around 30 kids, maybe more, and the party is only 2 rooms in the basement. You know im having a good time, talking to a bunch of people, some bids, you know how it is. So its been going on for like an hour n a half.
All of the sudden, i hear the words "someone is in the driveway". Everyone is thinking maybe someone else just got here. It was just some girls mom. No big deal she left. 10 min later, we hear "Police!!!" But no big deal right, when people say police there are usually no police. Then the stair way gets packed, everybody is running, people are screaming. Im thinking "oh fuck, what do i do" i am stupid, i freeze, i couldnt decide which way to go. Kids r busting through windows to get out.
I decide i will go out a window, i am one of the last in the basement. It is my turn to go up, I tell my friend to wait for me on the other side, but there was no way. I try to get out the window, but my back brace (orthopedic) is to bulky to let me get out the window, then i see a cop with a flashlight and a dog so i get down, and go upstairs. There is nobody in the basement, i am so scared. I get upstairs i see a girl, she grabs my hand and is like "what do we do, OMG."
We hear cops saying, "come out now and save your self the trouble, we will get the K9s out." So what do we do??? We go upstairs. Ha. Thank god wen we get upstairs we find 2 of my friends that go buy the names of a.k.a, the Dorsal, and a.k.a the MOP.
Me and the girl let them take control, and we lock ourselves into a bathroom with 2 doors. We hide here for about 15min, then cops get in the house. All of us think about dropping out the window, but it is to big of a drop, and at this point there are about 5 cop cars out there. So we keep on hiding.
We hide, we shut up, we are scared as hellllll!!! Then cops knock on the door, asking if anyone is in there. We stay silent. They go around to the other door. We stay silent. We think they will go away eventually. The cops go back downstairs.
But thats not all folks... they come back up, do the same thing, knock on the doors, and tell us to come out. The cops are on the phone with the kids parents that threw the party. We don't say anything. They go back down stairs.
All of us contemplate jumping out the window, the girl grabbing onto me, asking me what i am gonna do, begging me to go downstairs with her, i say idk, lets wait it out. We all agree on waiting longer. We have all been in the room for about 45min now (or at least i think). And we are all very nervous, i take a piss in the tub.
Then the cops come up again, omg! They come to the bathroom door and knock on it, the cops said "We are on the phone with the parents, we are about to get permission to knock the door in, and bring the K9s in." So we all quickly decide to open the door. (this was a slight moment of relief, and fear).
We joke around with the cops a little. They ask us "how long were u in there?" we reply "about 45min" and we laugh, the cops say "that must have been unpleasent." Then they take us to the kitchen.
They found marijuana perferenalia (spell check?), and lots of alchohol. There are 4 of us, and they have us sit at the kitchen table. I tell them i have a knife, and give it to them (2 inch pocket knife that i keep my key on). You know they take our names, ask us a bunch of questions.
Then 3 more kids walk in. The kid sitting across from me was recently arrested with intent to sell marijuana. This kid is fucked. And 2 more kids i kinda know.
The cops have us call our parents to pick us up. I call my dad, he seems kinda chill, and comes.
My dad gets to the house, i told him the one with all the cop cars in front of it. My dad knocks on the door and the cop was like "your son was cought at an underage party" Then my dad A.K.A a BOSSSSS, was like "well show me this party" So we walk downstairs and show it to him, tons of beer cans, bottles, 40s, vodka bottles, and my dad is like "oh they did good."
I get my knife back from the cop, and my dad takes me home. I get inside our car, and we go home. I tell my dad i had a few bears (which is true). and get home. My mom is waiting inside and ask me if i am ok. I say yes, i was at a party, wrong place at the wrong time. They let me go, i take a shower, and think about the night, and decide, the first thing i am going to do is tell newschoolers.
That is the story, i have some advice, if this happens to you, wait a little while, then give yourself up. Try to get out of the has as fast as you can, and scatter with all the other kids. If it is your house, dont run, you will get double fucked.
Please, no haters, sorry for bad spelling and such, i worked long on this thread, and i hope i touched you (in the Michale Jackson kinda way)
+vibes yoo
Howdy, newschoolers, how are you tonight? ohh good. How am i u ask? not so good, tonight was pretty ruff.
So here are the basics. I, Pylypyszyn of newchoolers, age 16, residing in West Hartford (the good side/upper/middle class). I fractured my Lumbar 5, right side, earlier this summer. Currently i have been wearing an orthopedic brace for about a month n a 1/2. I am depressed and bored because of my injury, since i am usually always doing something active as in skateboarding, jumping off of things, that fun stuff that those the wild kids do.
So tonight, i was going to chill with my friends, you know, his parents were gone, gonna have a couple lady's over, get the mac on and such. But then we hear word of this party, more along the lines of a RAGE!!! So what do we do, we go to it. But the kid whos house the rage is at isnt even at his house wen we showed up, so we have to drive a couple miles to go and pick him up (this kid dosent know what he is getting himself into).
We picked him up a drove past his house, there are about 5 bros already waiting outside of the kids house, kinda sketchy. We park the street behind him and cut threw a backyard to his house. We get to the house, the kid opens the garage, and it smells like that funy tabacoo. He dosent have his key to the house, so he knocks on the door, and his sister opens it and already has about 8 kids in there.
So of coarse, there are mad brews up in here, maybe i indulge in a couple, i dont know, who needs to know? After about 30 min, there are probably about 20 kids, all high schoolers, people going into junior year. Then a bunch more people come through, a bunch of to be sophomores (5), and freshly graduated kid(4), and a couple to be seniors.
The RAGE is going pretty good, drugs errrr were, nothing hard tho. Good party. I have no clue but id say around 30 kids, maybe more, and the party is only 2 rooms in the basement. You know im having a good time, talking to a bunch of people, some bids, you know how it is. So its been going on for like an hour n a half.
All of the sudden, i hear the words "someone is in the driveway". Everyone is thinking maybe someone else just got here. It was just some girls mom. No big deal she left. 10 min later, we hear "Police!!!" But no big deal right, when people say police there are usually no police. Then the stair way gets packed, everybody is running, people are screaming. Im thinking "oh fuck, what do i do" i am stupid, i freeze, i couldnt decide which way to go. Kids r busting through windows to get out.
I decide i will go out a window, i am one of the last in the basement. It is my turn to go up, I tell my friend to wait for me on the other side, but there was no way. I try to get out the window, but my back brace (orthopedic) is to bulky to let me get out the window, then i see a cop with a flashlight and a dog so i get down, and go upstairs. There is nobody in the basement, i am so scared. I get upstairs i see a girl, she grabs my hand and is like "what do we do, OMG."
We hear cops saying, "come out now and save your self the trouble, we will get the K9s out." So what do we do??? We go upstairs. Ha. Thank god wen we get upstairs we find 2 of my friends that go buy the names of a.k.a, the Dorsal, and a.k.a the MOP.
Me and the girl let them take control, and we lock ourselves into a bathroom with 2 doors. We hide here for about 15min, then cops get in the house. All of us think about dropping out the window, but it is to big of a drop, and at this point there are about 5 cop cars out there. So we keep on hiding.
We hide, we shut up, we are scared as hellllll!!! Then cops knock on the door, asking if anyone is in there. We stay silent. They go around to the other door. We stay silent. We think they will go away eventually. The cops go back downstairs.
But thats not all folks... they come back up, do the same thing, knock on the doors, and tell us to come out. The cops are on the phone with the kids parents that threw the party. We don't say anything. They go back down stairs.
All of us contemplate jumping out the window, the girl grabbing onto me, asking me what i am gonna do, begging me to go downstairs with her, i say idk, lets wait it out. We all agree on waiting longer. We have all been in the room for about 45min now (or at least i think). And we are all very nervous, i take a piss in the tub.
Then the cops come up again, omg! They come to the bathroom door and knock on it, the cops said "We are on the phone with the parents, we are about to get permission to knock the door in, and bring the K9s in." So we all quickly decide to open the door. (this was a slight moment of relief, and fear).
We joke around with the cops a little. They ask us "how long were u in there?" we reply "about 45min" and we laugh, the cops say "that must have been unpleasent." Then they take us to the kitchen.
They found marijuana perferenalia (spell check?), and lots of alchohol. There are 4 of us, and they have us sit at the kitchen table. I tell them i have a knife, and give it to them (2 inch pocket knife that i keep my key on). You know they take our names, ask us a bunch of questions.
Then 3 more kids walk in. The kid sitting across from me was recently arrested with intent to sell marijuana. This kid is fucked. And 2 more kids i kinda know.
The cops have us call our parents to pick us up. I call my dad, he seems kinda chill, and comes.
My dad gets to the house, i told him the one with all the cop cars in front of it. My dad knocks on the door and the cop was like "your son was cought at an underage party" Then my dad A.K.A a BOSSSSS, was like "well show me this party" So we walk downstairs and show it to him, tons of beer cans, bottles, 40s, vodka bottles, and my dad is like "oh they did good."
I get my knife back from the cop, and my dad takes me home. I get inside our car, and we go home. I tell my dad i had a few bears (which is true). and get home. My mom is waiting inside and ask me if i am ok. I say yes, i was at a party, wrong place at the wrong time. They let me go, i take a shower, and think about the night, and decide, the first thing i am going to do is tell newschoolers.
That is the story, i have some advice, if this happens to you, wait a little while, then give yourself up. Try to get out of the has as fast as you can, and scatter with all the other kids. If it is your house, dont run, you will get double fucked.
Please, no haters, sorry for bad spelling and such, i worked long on this thread, and i hope i touched you (in the Michale Jackson kinda way)
+vibes yoo
