My Good Friend

Last summer I met a very good friend. I was 18 year's old. Everything began When one day I smoked POT in one place in my small town Where I liked to see the stars.

It was Friday the 13th. That day I got up early. My mother made my favorite breacksfast rice with cheese. That Friday I didn't go to school because I had another plan with my partner. Araund 11 o'clock my partner arrived my house whit her dog. We watched tv for two hours.

We took the bus because my car didn't work that day. We went to one place Where the sky looked wonderful. The place was called "crazy sky" When we arrived it started to rain and for one hour, after that we were sitting on the floor. We drank araund 13 beers When somebody gave POT. I felt bad. Every part of my body was in pain. I vomited maybe for one hour. I met a very good friend called Nick and When he saw me, he gave me medicine and took care of me that nigth because my partner left with another person.

Since this moment I have promised that I never will drink alcohol and smoke POT, also will never forget that night I met a very good friend.