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This is something I really didn't want to talk about but I think it's time because today they caught him..
Before the new year, I was robbed. Listen to my story..
Sigh.............
My parents were vacationing for awhile.. I decided to call my buddy Pedro and tell him that we can finally do shrooms for the first time together in my home. I promised him we'd do this for awhile now. He said he knows a guy that he can trust. So Pedro calls up this dude named Ray and said that we need some.
So Pedro comes over with Ray and we greet each other. Ray turns out to be a really nice smart guy and we quickly become easy friends. The one thing that bothered me was that he was quite the coke-head. He kept sniffing a line every couple of minutes. He was kinda a big dealer yet a young guy in a good college. I was disgusted but curious. It took Ray 3 hours to finally convince me to try it out. If I wouldn't try it out already, he would just continue to annoy me and convince me. So I figured.. well I'm just trying it out.. it couldn't hurt. Not like I'll get addicted and start buying it..
So I tried it... I got hyperactive and wouldn't shut up and the usual thing that it does to you. It was uncut stuff he said.. so it was really good and untouched. Pure.
Actually, I didn't like it. I'm a nice kid, really. I wouldn't wanna do any other drug, I think it was crazy enough to attempt shrooms, but I really didn't wanna try coke. I got really paranoid and the come down was terrible and I was crying out of pure guilt alone in the bathroom.
Ray wanted to hire over some hookers. Jesus what a crazy fucker. I live in a pretty isolated area that no one wants to travel to so I was smart enough to know that they wouldn't come even if we called em and luckily they never came. Ray left home like at 5am. We never got the shrooms. He was supposed to call a friend to drive over but Ray just wanted to chill with us.
Hiring hookers and doing coke was way too much for me to handle. I didn't really wanna see Ray again. He can be really cool and smart, but he was pretty crazy. I called him and he said he can come over again so he did and he was a nicer person cause he didn't wanna look bad. Still didn't get the shrooms though. And most importantly, as much as he tried to convince me, I stayed the fuck away from coke. I think he was trying to get me addicted so I can purchase from him...
You don't understand how ashamed I am for even trying coke. I never told the closest people. My best friend.. my sister.. my gf.. any other internet forum.. random internet people I've never met.. NO ONE! This is the very first time I have ever admitted it.. to you guys.. It feels really good letting it out for once and I'm even shaking as I type this..
Ray realized I was a nice conservative kid so to make me feel better, he called over a nice kid that it turns out he barely knew and simply met at a club or something. Neo happens to be nice. Neo was conservative like me. So having him around was a pleasure and as Ray planned, made me lighten up. Ray and Neo slept over and the next day we chilled all day and Neo called over 2 girls he knew who were also very nice people. We just drank and talked and Ray.. well, did lots of coke as usual while trying to get me hooked as I strongly rejected.
Pedro came over again but so did Ray's friend. Pedro came because Ray finally promised he'd get the shrooms. Ray and his friend said they were going out to get beer so I said ok and we waited and waited and they never returned, and my sacred 60 dollar water pipe was missing! THAT FUCKER TOOK IT! He never returned my calls and finally I left a message saying I was gonna fuckin kill him. Ray finally called back saying he was gonna come over so he did and said that his friend took my pipe because he was high or something.
Turns out Ray was using his friend as an excuse for everything that happens. MY FRIEND DID IT!
So I believed him and Ray said he'll get it back for me. I decided to not get shrooms anymore and I wanted my money back. Ray is a fucking asshole with an asshole friend. Fuck doing shrooms.. fuck drugs.. I just wanted my money back and live my life peacefully again before Ray ever came and fucked my shit up..
We went together outside cause he said he had to meet someone.. when we arrive he suddenly asks me for 150 dollars so he can make a drug deal and sell those drugs to someone or whatever and get the money to pay me and my friend back and pay for my pipe cause I'd rather sell it to him.
WTF?
After a long argument and the dealer even showed up, so what could I do? I had no choice but I gave him all the money I had in my pocket.. He collected 100 from me which includes all the money I won from Street Fighter gambling (yea we had a blast playing sf and we gambled.. won like 50 bucks or so)
I wanted to be smart, so I took his cell phone and camera in case he would fuck me over and run off. While walking to a customers house, he kept bugging me to put the cam and phone in his backpack. I was stupid enough to do this after he kept bothering me.. I dunno why I did that....
He told me to wait in the stairway as he would sell the shit to some dude and pay me back... I waited 45 minutes and called him a lot.. I never heard from him again..
**Later enough, I was called by some acid-head telling me where his acid was. I'm like wtf?! Turns out that Ray gave him my number telling him that his 'friend' (me) was supposed to come and give him the acid so Ray gave him my number to call. I was fucking enraged... I gave this acid head my whole story of what happened. He's a nice kid too who got ripped off. Except in the end after my dramatic story, he goes: "So... do you know.. or have any connections with anyone who has acid?"**
I was asleep and my parents surprisingly came home early (and found beers everywhere.. heh) but were mainly enraged about a lot of stuff missing that i can't believe I didn't notice. Ray and his loser friend robbed me while I wasn't looking. This never happened to me before and next time I am obviously gonna be careful about who comes over.
Long story short, All my father can do is call Ray everyday and scream at him. My father called the police daily to boost their asses.
This is my story. I never told anyone before in my life the full detailed story.
I finally met the detective and I told the him that Pedro and Ray came over to play video games or some bullshit. They don't know that Ray is a dealer and originally came to sell shrooms.
After many months, the new detective finally found Ray by tracing his cell number and got the holder of the person paying the bills. Or maybe it was because that dumbass Ray stole my fathers cell phone and used it like crazy and gave it to his mother as a present. My father simply called Virizon up to get a list of numbers that phone was calling and cancelled his account. The detective paid a visit to Ray's mom. Ray was actually there. He was arrested in front of his mother and taken to the station to be finger printed and completely identified. This is the happiest day today for my father. I haven't seen him happy in so long.. He was so mad at me for many months and couldn't forgive me...
But why am I scared?
Ray has to tell his story to the police. He's mentally strong and wouldn't let shit out so easily. But I'm still worried that the whole drug thing is gonna be mentioned.
I have too much to lose.. A beautiful girlfriend (who hates drugs btw), friends, loving family, a new job..
I'm very afraid right now.. What if I go to jail? Even if I don't there's still the burden of my family finding out what really happened.
The police were cool about pot. It was mainly their first question if there was drinking and smoking. Even when I met the scary mean detective he said "its ok.. you can tell me" and he really didn't seem to give a shit about pot and didn't charge me or anything. Gotta love NY.
But Pedro would have to talk to them too right? He's coming with me later to identify his photo. Pedro is just a young weak kid, he would definetly admit shit to cops if they pressured him. I'm not a good liar because I hate lying. I never lied before. Do I have to go to court? Do I have to swear to oath? What if Ray talks about drugs?
I can't let my family and others know that I attempted to purchase shrooms and even tried coke. I do not know what to do. Please help me.
I have been a great member of this forum and spread great info.
I hope you can do the same for me now..
At least my father is so happy today but now I am scared.
Thank you.
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