One year when I was about 13, me and my best friend decided that we wanted to take a trip down to the Annapolis Valley to see some guys that we had met... Well this is about 3 hours away from where we live....
So we wanted to go without our parents knowing, well because they would have never allowed us to go.. So we went to the office at school and stole some permission slips and we typed them up so they looked all official.. and created a fictional school trip with our music class on a Saturday to Truro...(the opposite direction by the way). Our parents didn't suspect a thing and gave us money for the trip and we took that money and bought a ticket and bussed all the way to the Valley... No one knew where we were or what we were doing...
We spent the day with these guys and it was fun, and although we didn't have any incidents (aside from getting drunk on very cheap sherry and a small fire on the bus).... The guys that we went to see were very reckless and took big risks...It was amazing that nothing more serious happened...Had anything happened to us... No one would have ever known what happened... Two teenage girls go missing or turn up dead.. and that would have been the end of us...
Very very stupid....
Oh by the way.... a little while later the guys that we went to see.. didn't settle down they got worse.. and ended up getting totally drunk one night and got into a car, in a back field or road or something just goofing off... One of them died and the other has never been the same...Kind of scary thinking about it... that could have been us with them..
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