Me and my friend used to cut classes all the time. Sometimes we would skip one or two classes in a day and go to the rest. Other times we would skip a whole day. Or other times we might skip four classes and just show up for one.
We did this consistently during my last year there. If you were legitimately ill and missed a day you would need a note from your parents to show the front office the next day to explain why you were gone. If you had no note, it was considered a “truant” which went in your school records and if you got too many truants you could get suspended.
So me and my friend would find papers in our homes which our mothers wrote by hand in the wastebasket and signed like an old bill or something and we would forge sick notes in our mothers handwriting and copy their signatures and when we didn’t go to school for a day or two we would write our own notes. We did this on an unbelievably regular basis.
We got away with it during the whole school year. When we went up to the lady in the office we played it cool and kept a straight face. She saw us all the time but we were quite the actors. But sometimes under certain circumstances, we couldn’t write a note so me and my friend both accumulated truants.
And the school was mailing letter after a letter to my parents about missing school but I always intercepted the mail and tore the letters up before my parents could read them, so my parents were clueless about what was happening.
But all good things must come to an end and one day things finally came to a head. Me and my friend were both 17 and one school day we didn’t go to school and we stayed in my friends house and took some LSD for the very first time. We had some interesting things happen that day, lol, which I won’t get into.
When you take acid, it takes about an hour before you really feel it. And then after an hour the effects build up and up slowly and them after about 4 hours the effects peak and it’s vrery intense and weird. Anyway, I was peaking at my friends house and the phone rings. It was my parents and this was the first time in 5 years of being friends that they ever called my friends house. They said, "Get home. NOW!"
They sounded pretty grim but I didn’t know what was up.
So I get home and my parents sat me on the couch and pulled up two chairs close to me and started talking. Remember, I was peaking on acid.
Well, I had let a letter from my school slip past me and my parents got it and it asked them why I was missing such an abnormally amount of school and why was I getting so many truants. So while they are talking to me, I am trying to maintain my composure and act normal and hide the fact that I am freaking out on acid. They were both VERY angry and they both laid into me something bad. It lasted about 20 or 25 minutes. Finally it ended.
Anyway, I was busted but they didn’t catch on that I was high but my days of cutting classes at school were over.
I don’t want to encourage anyone to take acid. It’s dangerous and could send you to the psyche ward and maybe damage you permanently. It’s nothing to fool with for anybody and it is even worse for people who have schizophrenia.
