Last week, I was in quandary about who was and wasn’t my friend.
I thought my group of friends was close knit, but I was soon to find out that not all of them were loyal.
The guy I thought was my best friend for all time told me if I was a true friend, I would sell him some of my medical marijuana. It was illegal for me to sell the marijuana. If anyone knew I had sold it, I could not only lose my medical marijuana card, but I could be fined and possibly jailed for being a drug seller. We were both under 21 and my mom had to purchase my medical marijuana for me. I told him I couldn’t sell it to him, and he smiled. He asked if that meant I was going to give him some, and I shook my head no. I wasn’t going to give him any of it. If he wanted marijuana, he would need to get a medical marijuana ID card, or purchase it on the streets like we had always done in the past. He told me I wasn’t his friend, and he had been wasting his time on me for far too long. I was angry and kicked him out of the house, but I was also hurt. We had been friends since kindergarten, and he was throwing me away for not giving him my medical marijuana. Maybe he thought I was hoarding the marijuana for just me, which in a way I was. I just didn’t want to get in trouble, or have my mom get in trouble if I started giving it away or selling the medical marijuana to my friends.