Flashlight Attack
Written by: Dud
One sunny September day a good friend of mine had came over with about a gram of very potent bud and about an ounce of reggs. We had no choice but to roll up a fatass blunt. So I rolled us a fat blunt, half dank half reggs, and we go to a very well known spot of mine and every stoners' in my area. Another friend of mine tagged along and we smoked this fatty below the train tracks. We did what we usually do, walked to Walgreens and bought 20$ worth of candy and gobbled it down, laughing our asses off at nothing. As we're walking back on the tracks, it's almost dark and we're still high as hell, we see people with flashlights under the bridge we were standing on. We walked past casually and were about to go down the hill and through the backyard we usually go to get to my house down the street. At this moment the people with flashlights were walking toward us. Us being high as hell, we started running our asses off. I looked back and noticed the people were walking towards us. I dived threw some bushes and tumbled down a hill and lay still for a few minutes. Soon enough I heard people coming so I started running as fast as I could. I stopped and wondered if I should keep running or wait for my friends. Soon enough I see the flashlights again coming toward me. Thinking whether I should run or not, I ended up running as fast as I could and was on the tracks again running toward a busy street. I kept looking back and noticing that the light was following me. By this time I was scared shitless and ran until I got to the road. When I got to the road I was looking back at this light and had noticed that it was nothing else but a light indicating whether a train was coming or not. I felt like such an idiot and still being paranoid, I decided to walk all the way around my neighborhood, almost back to Walgreens, and eventually got to my house. By the time I got home my friends were laughing hysterically and told me that the people with flashlights were only the people that had lived there looking for who knows what, but definitely not us.
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