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The Time A Crack Head Tried To Rob Us.
What’s going on beauties of YouTube and Reddit. Thank you so much for tuning in. Many of you may not know me on this platform but my name is Josh and my dream is to work from home but enjoy what I’m doing. Give me your thoughts on what you think of my stories and what I can do to improve them. Anyways, As you can see by the title of the video we are going to be talking about probably one of the CRAZIEST and SCARIEST times of my life. So sit back, relax, grab some munchies and lets get right into it.
Two years ago, I was around 17 at the time. It was a normal Saturday morning, waking up, getting ready for the day and hanging out with one of my best friends at the time. Of course, I wouldn’t release any real names to keep everyone’s life private. Let’s name him Tim. Now Tim never had a job but always had money. Now you’re thinking… Oh wow, sounds like your typical high school rich kid thats just spoiled by his parents. WRONG. Let’s just say he was an entrepreneur when it came to his peers a.k.a. stoners. So, being successful in the local area and being able to remain low was a big win in this case. And of course he wasn’t your typical douch that tried to “Flex” his gains. He just liked to have fun.
Now that context will be important later in the video.
Once I finish up my morning breakfast, I hit my buddy up to have a little morning joint to get the day started. So I drive over to this house, took me about 15 minutes, and I pick him up because his mom didn’t like us smoking at the house. Which we both totally respected, but that was probably the safest place to do it. I know when I have kids and if they start smoking the “ganja” I won’t let them do it but if they did and I caught them, I’d only allow for them to do it in my household. Just because of my life experience which I’m about to share with you guys.
Tim recently moved into his moms so we didn’t really have an idea for a safe place. But we thought we could just go down to the basketball court and park, roll up and smoke outside of the car so if anything comes our way we can toss it and not get caught, ya know?
We really didn’t expect this to go down the way it did.
Now this basketball court’s parking was on the road, a little bit of extra space on the side to parallel park. And there wasn’t any other cars or people there. “Perfect spot” we thought. So I park the car, at the time I had a 1997 Honda Accord. Manual locks, meaning NO key fob. I turn the car off and get down to work. Crafting this delicate yet beautiful blunt. Yes, I said joint in the beginning but that doesn’t matter now.
As I’m finishing up my origami, we see a man walking down the street. Now this town has a crime rating of like a D. But we think nothing of it. He’s about 50 years old and missing a few teeth. Since the car was off we has the windows cracked a bit and unfortunately for him…. he comes over and interacts with us. Which we are high school students that have a heart and aren’t dicks. So we are nice to the guy. But Tim had a lovely idea to tell him that he can hit the blunt once we are done. Which i really didn’t want because that’s kinda gross… But oh well. We rolled it up, got out of the car and I locked it because this guy was being super weird.
As we are burning, I can tell the guy is a bit off but you know hes older and we didn’t think he had bad intentions, we were just socializing with someone from the community.
Once we finish up, I flick the roach and fist bump the guy. Tim and I walk back to the car but as I’m putting the key into the slot to unlock the car, the crack head put his arm around Tim’s neck, trying to choke him. I run to the other side of the car and try to pry him off. The guy isn’t letting go to him at all, I look the crack head dead in the eyes and tell him if he doesn’t let go, he’s gonna get hurt since there are two of us.
He doesn’t take this warning. But who would from two high school white kids that aren’t really big. Which I expected, So I start hitting the guy and Tim keeps getting put in a headlock by this weirdo. Tossing and turning, we end up in front of the car and Tim finally gets on top but we are trying to dip. I then quickly realize the crack head has a super tight grip on Tim’s wallet… I’m pretty shook as of now and Tim just yells “help me bro” So I thought quickly and I gave this guy multiple warnings, I start kicking his face with a lot of my strength… Terrible I know, but when your best friend is getting robbed and you don’t know what this guys intentions were. You kinda are just in the moment and do whatever you can to get away from that situation. After I kicked him about 6 times, My foot hurt like hell and the guy gave up. He said nothing, got up grabbed his wallet and walked away.
We took that moment the get the hell out of there and then thought what the hell…. Unlocked the car and drove off… I asked Tim how much money he had on him and the idiot had $600 in cash on him…. Like my guy, you cant be carrying that around. He didn’t have anything stolen from him, thankfully. We both agree to just go home and take in what just happened. To basically relax our selves mentally for what just happened. I drop Tim off and I go home. Thinking everything was done and over.
About 5 hours go by and it’s around 8 Pm. The sun has fallen and night has come. I hear a knock at my front door, extremely confused on who it is i go and open the door.
It’s the police. Asking to speak with me. I wasn’t hesitant about it because I know it was about today and I knew it was going to come eventually, I didn’t think it was going to be as intense as it was. I pull my mother outside as well just because I was a minor and it was her business to know as well. So he asks me what happened today, and I explain to him exactly what happened, even that we smoked a joint so he knows I wasn’t lying to him at all. He then proceeds to tell me that the guy that attempted to rob my buddy is in the hospital. He explained that after the altercation the guy went and passed out in his yard. The cops asked him what had happened and he told them he was fine and he just fell.
As he’s telling my mom and I what happened he also tells us that he’s known by police for his violence as well as his family. And hints that hes known for smoking crack. Just lovely….. right.
Then the officer receives a call and excuses himself from the conversation. We sit there and my moms looking at me in disbelief, expecting me to do better of course. Which what can I say, I smoke and I wanted to hang out with my buddy. Both of our parents don’t allow us to smoke in or around the house because of my siblings which is understandable.
After a minute or two of the Officer on the phone he heads back over to us and by the look of his face, things weren’t good. He just bluntly tells us what the call was about. He tells me that I need to write a statement as well as Tim. It’s understandable. But then he tells us that the guy is dead. He passed away from the altercation. The cop tried to not worry me and he tells me that being on crack and getting into an altercation can give the user a heart attack and apparently that’s what happened. He told my mom and I that we should pretty much get out of town because that family has a bad reputation and I might be in danger from this as well as Tim. Which we didn’t we thought it was ridiculous.
From that day, I turned in my statement and that was it. Didn’t hear back from the officer, no charges were placed onto anyone. But damn, my foot hurt for a good week before healing. Do you think what we did was right? I don’t think we had any other choice. Let me know what you guys think. I appreciate you guys for sticking around. If you’re a fan of this type of content feel free to hit the subscribe and like button below . Also while you’re at it if you want to head over to my Instagram @ Reconsideration and show me some love on there I’d really appreciate it. I’m Josh and I’m out, Peace.