then about a week later my grandma died and my parents said a bunch of really fucked up shit about it like she probably wouldnt of died if i wasnt smoking and god wanted to punish you too and just completely wierd and ruthless stuff then after about a month one of my good friends "accidentally" "shot himself" in a hunting accident and so everybody gets together i smoke again after my parents put me on the piss test plan monthly but i didnt care cuz i was pretty distraught over this... but come to find out, the kid he was hunting with, shot him... im sure it was accidental but then he made it look like he shot himself and stuff and is now on trial so when it came time for my piss test again i tested positive and told them to fuck off cuz my good friend just got shot by another friend of mine and they havent really said a word to me about pot since and also i never quit again after i started after his death