Stole several cars, kidnapped my best friend, burglarized my mom's house a couple times, ran across the state, drank, partied, robbed cars. If anyone wants specific stories pick a category and I'll see what I even remember.
I pick the category "First Homo-Erotic Encounters".
So I was all bored a fuck this one night, and the usual thing to do was go to this place that everyone called "The Trap House". It was basically a house where everyone went to hang out, party, and if they needed it, live, because the owner was loosing it and didn't give a shit anymore what happened there.
Well, this one night I went to hit the party scene, and decided to go hang out at the trap for a while, and started having some drinks. Well, as basically public places go, eventually rowdier people showed up and the owner brings me up to his room to "talk".
Now, imagine a 45+ year old gay dude hitting on a 15 year old. He tried to get me to let him spoon me and I was like "Nah, I gotta get home" and fucking bounced. It retrospect I should have called the cops, but he only tried to fuck me that one time, and after telling other people about it they said he gets drunk and weird like that some times and to ignore it.