On Any Given Sunday
On Any Given SundayEvery Sunday, my friend Moe, and I used to spend our free time at the mall or the town center. The next day, at school, Moe would have pockets full of stationary items such as pens, pencils, etc. to hand out to other people at school. I thought it was no big deal at the time but later on, it got out of hand. One day, we went inside a stationary store called Farr¡¯s. In there, I would often buy a pen or pencil while Moe just walked around. He took such a long time getting his supplies that instead of waiting for him I went next door to Rite Aid and got myself an ice cream cone. We met outside and I asked him what he got. He showed me a laser pointer and some gel pens. I asked him if he had bought those things, and he said he did. Since he was my friend, I believed him.
Moe and I went to the same church together every Sunday; his parents would pick me up since my dad was out of town. Sometimes, we would skip church and go to a nearby arcade called Golf N¡¯ Stuff. Some of our friends from church were there also. One of our friends, Daniel, came by asking if we wanted a lock, food, etc. that he had gotten from the gift shop. Then he asked if we wanted to go with him to steal some stuff. I said that I just wanted to play games, but Moe went with him to see how he did it. Sometimes, I would get suspicious, but I didn¡¯t say anything.
Usually, after church, we used to either hang out at his house, play video games, or go across the street to his old school to play sports. Sometimes we would go to a store called Costco with his parents. When we got home, we would play some CDs he got while in the store. Other times, we would go to Wal*Mart to play some arcade games. While I was playing, he said he wanted to go get something. I was involved in the game too much to even notice him talking to me. When we left to go to the movies, he showed me a magic trick he got. I thought it was pretty cool to watch, so I asked him how he did it. He later showed me the instructions that came with...
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