my dad caught me,laughed then told me not to smoke it in the house(i was like wtf?? its the safest place to smoke it)he found my stash before that when i was 13 and told me i need to wait till im older and more responceable and i agreed with him on that one so i quit for a few months and then gradualy started smokeing again and now two years later i smoke almost everyday and can handle it along with the other shit i have to do(school,work,cleaning the house, ect.)and im kida glad he stoped me were i was i dont think i would've liked the person i would've turned out to be