My Sister, Ben and I got to the cinema with ten minuets to spear. My sister chose the film; it was a big mistake of the choice of film, Little MsPink Bagâ at 7 p.m. Not really my type of film. Jack had told me about this film as he had only just taken his, what I counted, 5th girlfriend to see this last week and told me if you don't feel sick at the end of the film, you're a stronger man than Jack.
It was half way though the film, and neither Ben or I were any stronger than jack; we both looked sick to our heads with boredom whereas my sister look full of joy. What really does confuses me about the female and male brain, is that something that make me so board, but make my sister full of joy. Ben broke the silence by asking if I wanted some more popcorn, even though I was still holding some; that was when he gave me a slight wink again so I thought it was best if I go. By then my sister gave me looks as if to say don't go. I thought we were only going to miss about ten minutes of the film, which would be a relief at the moment because the film was boring me to death.
We walked past the popcorn stand and out just behind the cinema I started to wonder what was going on and asked are we going to get popcorn. He replied saying yes, and pulled out what was a roll-up cigarette; well, that's what I though it was and he said to me, "heres your popcorn".
Nervous with him looking down at me, I froze, and it seemed he had complete control over me. He told me to light it up and thinking about it, I knew I should chuck it away but I looked up to him seeing him as one of the coolest people I knew. Inspired, I lighted it and tried to give it back to him, but it was to late. He had pulled out another one and told me to have it all and not waste it. He said to me very mean, and giving me a dirty look.
The cigarette smell was different from normal cigarettes smelt like, it had started to make me feel a little light headed. I asked him what kind of cigarette it was, as it did not smell anything like Jack's dad cigarettes, he started laughing in my face and told me it was not a cigarette but the green herb weed what I called popcorn, and it seemed like for no apparent reason, I started laughing my head off.
Ben and I started talking. He told me about how he got all his money selling this weed to people. I said to him, "if I wanted some money", before I had time to complete my question, he gave me £60, £50 and £100. I was amazed, and felt like superman with all that money and my head drugged up. He knew then that I was going to do anything he asked me to do. He gave me a bag and told me after the film had finished to go and wait at the same place where I was. He then said to wait for a man in a red hooded top and white jeans to come along, and give him the bag and then to come home.
I placed all the money I had in the bag to keep it safe and I asked him what I should say to my sister, where I'd gone and he told me that he would have it all under control and to trust him, which then I thought I could. We went back in to the cinema and finished watching the film. Towards the end, Ben had fallen asleep and my sister seemed disappointed, but not angry. She could tell that I had been smoking something but I think she knew it was not my fault completely, and Ben had a big part in it. Ben wasn't completely asleep, but half asleep; maybe because of the film, or from the effects of drugs. Whereas me, I had started to feel scared, not knowing what was going to happen after we left.
The film was about to finish. Jack had told me about this bit of the film as it seemed to be the best bit off the whole film, so I told my sister I was going to the toilet, then home as the film had nearly finished. She didn't seemed to mind and Ben was still half asleep. I didn't need him to cover for me now. I said to myself, I'm a man now, plus if it goes really well, Ben might have some more respect for me, and now I wanted to have to do these silly jobs to get Ben to show me respect. I waited out side the back of the cinema for the red hooded top and white bottoms guy to come along.
It started to rain, and I was looking constantly like a mad parrot for red hooded top and white bottoms person to come along. By then it was getting cold and the film was going to finish any moment. I started shaking, I don't know why! Maybe I was cold, maybe I was, nervous, all I know is I didn't like this feeling at all! But my glimmer of hope was here. A tall hairy man started walking to me with a red hooded top and white bottoms. "George", wait, did he call my name? Someone was behind me calling me. It was my sister. I dropped the bag, and the tall hairy man started running towards me. He ran past me and snatched the bag, then running towards my sister and finally jumped in a car.
My sister shouted to me what going on while walking slow walking to me as if she weren't sure of me, like maybe she didn't know me! I panicked and started to run the other way in to the next street and just kept running towards the centre of town. I was now all alone, cold and hungry but there was no way I could go back home, as my sister would have told my mum of what I done, and my clothes smelling of this pure smell of weed.
My family would be so disappointed and they could never trust me again. I didn't know what to do. I decided that it might be best to find my self a bench and maybe sleep for a night on it. I thought that everything might look simpler in the morning and maybe my family will have missed me so much, they wont care what I done how ever bad it is.
I was starting to get hungry. I check the church clock where I was going to sleep, it was 11:40 p.m. and I needed some food. I thought to myself there must be a 24 hour shop around here, and I remembered that there was one just a couple of streets away. I started walking there and all I could think about was food as my stomach rumbled constantly. I finally reached the shop when I suddenly realised I had no money. Everything I had was put in the bag, which the tall hairy man ran off with.
There was only one thing to do, and would of been to steal something. I could pay them back, but just for the night I was so hungry, this would be a one off. I walked in the shop, walked towards the chocolate bars and picked a hand full, and shoved them in my pocket. My heart was beating like a jackhammer as I walked towards the door. That was when it happened as a police officer walked in the shop as the owner of the shop shouted at me calling me a thief. This tall big officer grabbed me, and I was caught red handed.
The officer asked how I pleaded to the charges.
There was only one thing I could say...
G U I L T Y ! ! !
George Ward 11W2
