And I’ll never be the same.
When I was a kid I used to lie about everything. Things that didn’t even matter. But I did it. I did it not because I was scared of getting in trouble, but I liked the rush of pulling a fast one.
I love the game of how long would it take until I was caught. I loved the attention I got. Even when it was negative.
I lied to people who wanted the best for me. I hid shit from people who cared. I faked feelings for people I didn’t even want.
That all changed the day I almost went to prison.
Of course my first reaction when I was detained was to deny everything. I confidently told them they could search me. But not my car. (I had a pocket knife, weed, and a burner phone in there). That wasn’t an option. For there was a search warrant for my car. I signed the paperwork work.
Seeing that search warrant set an alarm off inside me and I could hear a voice in my head tell me; You’ve spent your whole life living a lie. You really want to get locked up for that to?
So I told them everything. My body was shaking. I couldn’t speak well. I couldn’t even really see anything cause my eyes were watering. I never been more scared in my life. I didn’t even dare ask for water. Even though my mouth and throat was dry as fuck. I wanted to run. I wanted to grab the gun and die. I wanted to do anything I could to just be done with it.
But I was too scared and weak to even stand.
After an hour they let me go. Even gave me back my weed. (It’s a felony to have it in prison grounds but they gave it back) They told me they never wanted to see me again. And if I stepped on the grounds they’d do the whole search again.
I was in shock. I got out of going to prison even though I showed up high as fuck (DUI), I smuggled heroine into a prison (massive felony), and weed in my car (felony). But in order to do so the only way out was to tell the truth.
And since that day I’ve vowed to speak the truth no matter what.
I love the game of how long would it take until I was caught. I loved the attention I got. Even when it was negative.
I lied to people who wanted the best for me. I hid shit from people who cared. I faked feelings for people I didn’t even want.
That all changed the day I almost went to prison.
Of course my first reaction when I was detained was to deny everything. I confidently told them they could search me. But not my car. (I had a pocket knife, weed, and a burner phone in there). That wasn’t an option. For there was a search warrant for my car. I signed the paperwork work.
Seeing that search warrant set an alarm off inside me and I could hear a voice in my head tell me; You’ve spent your whole life living a lie. You really want to get locked up for that to?
So I told them everything. My body was shaking. I couldn’t speak well. I couldn’t even really see anything cause my eyes were watering. I never been more scared in my life. I didn’t even dare ask for water. Even though my mouth and throat was dry as fuck. I wanted to run. I wanted to grab the gun and die. I wanted to do anything I could to just be done with it.
But I was too scared and weak to even stand.
After an hour they let me go. Even gave me back my weed. (It’s a felony to have it in prison grounds but they gave it back) They told me they never wanted to see me again. And if I stepped on the grounds they’d do the whole search again.
I was in shock. I got out of going to prison even though I showed up high as fuck (DUI), I smuggled heroine into a prison (massive felony), and weed in my car (felony). But in order to do so the only way out was to tell the truth.
And since that day I’ve vowed to speak the truth no matter what.
26-30, F
