How me and my friend almost got high

How the title says, me and a friend almost got high at the exit of the school.

Everything has a logical explination and nowadays is just a story of the many others I have to tell. Of course we didn't got high for real and I do NOT recommend doing drugs.

With that said, lets start shall we?

All of this happened when we were coming from school, it was 6th grade and my father finally let me come home alone, and this story's friend (who I'm going to refer by the name of Luc for the sake of convinience and not to tell his real name) was my neightbor of the lower floor, reason of why we walked together from school.

Then, when we only had to turn around the corner to arrive home we found some “pills”.

But not those you're thinking of, but some sort of soft capsule which broke apart easily, revealing a pink dust (which was also a bit on the floor)

Then, he smelled the pink dust. Without sniffing it, But he archieved to distinguish it's odor. Which, as he said, it smelled like coke. He even told me to smell it too.

I declined the offer, we threw whatever that was and we went to our places.

Hours later I found our than Luc had a headache. And to finish it that night I was watching TV with my dad about how two new drugs have been invened, one of them being Pink cocaine.

Because that I shuted up for two years until I confesed it to my mother. Unfortunaly I can't remember any of that moment.

And that was my story, I hope you liked it, and I'll see you in the next one