Jacob Carter

One day in Roanoke, Virginia on May 3, it was my birthday and I was turning 13.  I had all of my best friends over. My dad made really juicy hamburgers and my mouth watered at the sight of them. Soon after the excellent meal my friends and I decided to play some airsoft. It felt like 30 minutes, but before we knew it, three hour had passed.

             We had realized that it had gotten dark, so I begged my dad to set off fireworks to show my friends. The firework show was awe-inspiring.  With all the colorful flashes and the smell of gun powder in the air, it was shaping up to be the best birthday party ever. After the firework show my friends and I had decided to play another round of airsoft.

As we were about to start the game, a black female police officer walked around the corner. She was surprised to see that it was a bunch of kids who were causing the noise. The officer asked us “Do you kids know why I was called here today.” I responded with a “no,” to which she said, “It is stupid to see a bunch of stupid kids making all this racket.”

Then we all inferred that the female officer was here because of the firework show that my dad had set off just a few minutes ago. The officer then proceeded to give us a long talk of how she could be doing better things with her time. The officer even went as far as to ask us “Are these airsoft guns real.” To which we responded almost simultaneously, “No, ma’am.”

Soon after our butt-chewing (referring to the fact we got yelled at), she said “Have a good night, and don’t cause any more trouble.” My friends and I unanimously agreed not to do another round of airsoft that night. Then for the rest of the night, we stayed up relaxing and trying to forget the whole ordeal. The next day before anyone left with their parents, I told them not to tell anyone and to keep that night to ourselves.

 Now it has been three or four years since that day, and I have decided that it was time to start sharing this story with other people instead of keeping it within our little group. Now looking back it is kind of funny to think that I still remember everything in such great detail and my friends still remember the event pretty well to. Even if this wasn’t a humorous or exciting there is a lesion that needs to be taught with this story. In conclusion it is safe to say that before you do anything that will arose suspicion make sure that everyone knows what you are doing before you do it.