Sunday, August 14, 2011

Cigarettes

     There are strange kids out there... Particularly in Burien.
     On Friday my cousin, her friend and I sat in some grass, under a tree on the side of the road. We were eating lime popsicles. We looked across the street and a little boy, about eight, maybe nine, was walking down the street towards a group of teen aged boys. He stopped to talk to them for a few minutes while his mom yelled for him to hurry up from up the street. After a few minutes, he walked away with what looked like a cigarette in his mouth. We weren't sure if that's what it really was, so we kind of watched him (creepy, I know, but it was for a good reason!). A few seconds later we saw smoke come out of his mouth... That's right, it was a real cigarette! And his mom didn't do anything about it, either. Ridiculous.
     Later that day we saw another kid smoking a cigarette, who was also obviously under the age of eighteen. We were sitting on the ground next to a library, when we saw him get his bike from a bike rack (while smoking the cigarette, mind you). He started riding his bicycle away when I took the time to get his attention, I yelled "hey you, with the cigarette! Come here!". He came towards us, "what?" was his simple reply to my shout. "How old are you?" was my answer. "Fourteen, I've been smoking since I was seven." (or something along those lines). I didn't really say anything to that, so he rode his red bicycle away.
     Long stories short, I had a weird, cigarette related day.

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