Worst Day of My Life
Submitted by: Tex
Well it all begins with my friend calling me up saying he wanted to go up to the local store and get some alcohol, naturally I agreed and waited for him to get to my house to pick me up.
So we arrive at the store and I tell him I’m just going to sit in the car and wait since I’m not 21 and it would look bad. So about 10 minutes later he comes running out and jumps into the car saying, "DUDE WE ARE FUCKED!" So he guns it down the road to a cul-de-sac and tells me what happened. He said he didn’t have enough money to buy the alcohol so he stuck a bottle down his pants and a woman saw him and he thought she would rat him out so he ran. As we pull onto another road we see 3 cop cars, lights flashing and sirens blaring. Two from the front and one from behind box us in. I had a 1/2 ounce on me in my backpack, so I was fucked if we got searched. The cops told us to get out with our hands up, so naturally we did. I crouched to lie down as two of the cops came up to grab me. When the officers were about 5-10 feet away I stood up as fast as I could and bolted. As soon as I started to sprint away, one of the cops was close enough and tripped me to the ground. I busted my head on the cement and I started bleeding pretty badly. I still had my backpack on when they took me to the car. One officer asked me why I ran. So hoping to get away with less punishment I told him that I had some marijuana in my backpack. The officer took my backpack and searched it but what I didn’t know was that I had an older bag in there with a little shake in it. So then the cop thought I was selling. He threw me in the car and took me to the station. By the end of the interrogation, the guy I was with had told the police that I had been selling (which I hadn’t) so I was fucked. What I didn’t mention is that I was still a little high from blazing earlier, so I was freaking out even more. The police told me that they would talk to the prosecutor and I would be getting drug tested. About a month or so later still no drug test so I decided that I could smoke. A week later I get a phone call from the police telling me that my drug test is that day and that my court date is 3 days later. I went into the cop shop scared because I knew there was THC in my system. I ended up not getting busted for that (no clue how) but three days later I show up in court and find out that the other guy got off with no punishment because he said I stole everything and the woman in the store said she saw ME steal it. Well I was there alone and royally fucked. I got a $250 fine for distribution of an illegal substance. A $2000 fine for shoplifting because it was alcohol related and I’m not 21. I also got an MIP and possession. In all I ended up paying around 4000 dollars in fines and court fees and I had a month of jail time and 1 1/2 years probation with 20 hours of community service.
THIS WAS THE SHITTIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
Moral of the story: when you are felony stopped by police DO NOT run. It just made things even worse…and make sure you can trust your friends!!
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