I was having a sad day on Thursday.
I called my brother for moral support.
He told me to come over to his residence to hang out. My brother has a residence a few miles away from my mom & dad. I told my parents that I was going to hang out with Joe. My mom offered to drive me, although I thought it best to take my bicycle. When I arrived, I noticed a couple of cars outside of Joe’s residence. He clearly had some awesome friends over. When I walked through the front door, my brother gave me a can of beer. He told me to sit down & relax. He came over to talk to me soon after. I had a small buzz from the beer, so I said yes when he offered to get me high. I went out back with my brother & his awesome friends. They rolled up a couple of marijuana joints for all the people to smoke. I took some puffs off the marijuana joint, however initially, I didn’t know anything whatsoever. After a short while, I could not even recall my name. I could not remember why I was in an exhausting mood. I could not remember how to get back to my residence either. My brother & his awesome friends could not drive me back to my residence, so I had to call my dad to pick me up. I stood outside & waited a little while, so my clothes could air out. I absolutely didn’t want my father to think that I had been smoking pot with my brother & his awesome friends. He would have been annoyed with my brother for sure.