I was 16 years old when I first smoked Marijuana. I was always one of those kids in High School who ended up with the Cool kids because of the way i Dressed. George Westinghouse High school I’m downtown Brooklyn was filled with Caribbean kids but the others were the “Hood” Kids that grew up in the projects, always fighting or getting kicked out by teachers in the classroom.
I was always drawn to that people liked the facts that i was so reserved and quiet so if i saw anything i wouldn’t say anything. One day in 11th grade math i went to the bathroom to wash my face after a long day. As i opened the door, a strong scent of Weed filled my nose but i was jus trying to hurry up n do what i came to do and be out
“You Smoke Bro”? An upperclassman…
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