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Cops and Parties

Parties and Cops, name a better combo?

Running from the cops isn't a very "healthy" experience, but it is by far one of the more bizarre and exciting things I've ever gone through. I can't say I wouldn't like to go through it again, but at the same time my "Ego" seems to suppress my "Id" on this one. I don't exactly know the single reason for my desire to repeat such a treacherous event, but my analytical mind definitely comes up with a few logical conclusions.

I like treating this experience and the events around it like a short story. The setting is a warm summers night in a rich neighborhood of Avon Connecticut. Avon is the town in which my cousin Seth resides. The characters in the story are myself, Sam, Mike, John, and John's reluctant girlfriend Sarah. The introduction is Seth and I sittingin the family room of his parent's newly renovated house.

Crisis number one, I turn to Seth, "Hey what are we going to do tonight?" "I don't know let me make some phone calls, it's barely eight fifteen, not much starts till 9:30." I can't remember if it was the mochacinno I had just downed, or my general impatient nature, but I was fidgeting uncontrollably to get out of that coarse family room and out to some


Crisis number three is what I like to call the climax of the story. Not a singular crisis as the previous ones, but rather it is what I like to call being crazy and doing stupid things because of it. After being in the party for a while I started to feel like a sponge. I absorbed, alcohol, skin, temptation, drugs, and at the same time was leaking it on to other things. Time wasn't very coherent and before I could follow it closely it was already 1:15am. The party was still moving fast but my mind was slowly catching up. I soon remembered what our primary worry was, and in a panic began looking for Seth. Mike was with him and learned that cops had driven past the house. Because I was visiting I also learned that Seth had a 1:45 curfew. Mike didn't mind leaving, and it seemed that the party was slowing down anyways. We got John and his girlfriend Sarah and proceeded out to the car. Mike followed behind us along with two six packs, and about 12 other kids who wanted to leave. Mike, John, and I got in Seth's car while the other kids got in their respective vehicles. I sank back into the plush upholstery and prepared to pass out. However, just as I was sinking in, the penetration of blue flashing lights into my retinas triggered a surge of adrenaline and I was instantly alert. The blue lights also set off a huge response of "OH CRAP" within the car and everyone began to panic. Still being drunk, I wasn't completely aware of what was going on. Before I knew it, the air around me seemed to pressurize and repressurize in two successive slams and the car felt a little less full. Mike and John instantly took off and began running, a cop followed suit. I looked left at Seth, took a deep breath and before I knew it was sprinting along the concrete down a dark semi-lit road. A voice yelled out, "Stop!", but the words couldn't hook themselves around my ears to pull me back. The voice dissipated and I didn't feel anything tugging me back to the car, but still I kept on running. I looked left and saw a park, I ran through it. I got back onto the road, and a seemingly familiar light was once again flashed into my eyes. A car was racing towards me; I turned around and dashed back into the park. I heard the squealing of tires followed by a similar and paralyzing words as the one I had heard earlier. The voice yelled out, my feet slowed down, but as I heard rapid footsteps approaching from behind me another burst of adrenaline kicked in and I was running once more. I was running and panicking looking for any possible sign of escape. I saw a set of tennis courts to my right lined with fences, I changed course and was running as fast as I could towards the me

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