Gun pulled on me

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I wish my boss wasn't in his office this morning cause I would have called in my story.

I was 16 and driving around town with 3 friends in my dads car. We were heading up to Taco bell and a friend of mine had a squirt gun. Apparently he was playing around with it and someone who had passed us saw it and freaked out thinking it was a real gun. We stopped at taco bell, ate and were headed back down town. I saw a couple of police cars had headed in the other direction pretty quickly and I thought to myself "Man, someone's F'd!) They whipped it around, turned on their lights and I though "F! They're after me!" Bening an intelligent 16 year old I had the bright idea to quickly turn down a side road thinking that I had outsmarted them and was going to sneak away. Next thing I know I see the lights. I stop the car and was pissed off not knowing what they were looking for. One of the cops got on the intercom and said "Driver....turn off your car." I did. "Driver....Throw your keys out the window." they made us wait for a couple minutes and they then told me (the driver) to open up my door and get out of the car. I proceeded to get out and faced the cops when I heard them yell very angrily "DON'T FACE ME!!! TURN AROUND!" I nearly shit myself. I had to put my hands behind my head and walk back wards to the sound of his voice. I kept walking back and when I got to the half dozen cop cars facing mine with all of the cops wedged between their doors with guns drawn on us. One of the cops patted me down, cuffed me and put me in the back of their car. They did that to each one of us, then questioned us about what was going on. Our stories were straight.....even the taking a quick turn down another road....we weren't trying to be elusive....we were going to a friends house that lived up the road!

That is some kind of freaky. I'd be shaking for days after that.

I had something similar happen when I was 14.

One of my buddies was babysitting, and another friend and I tagged along because rumor had it, the father of the house had an EPIC stash of porn. Turned out this epic stash was a couple Playboys. : I mean, if I wanted to see some boobage just sitting there, I'd "accidentally" walk in on my mom coming out of the shower again. Am I right?

Anyway, my friend and I got pretty bored, so we went outside to shoot the shit. Our conversation led us to sit on a curb between two parked cars. We thought nothing of it, of course. This was about midnight, as I recall. Suddenly, headlights turned on, facing directly toward us. The car in the driveway just opposite of us was leaving. For some retarded reason, we got the bright idea to lean over so that our torsos were obscured by the parked cars closest to us. We never thought about how it would appear, or the fact that our legs and feet were still totally exposed. The headlights shined on us for an uncomfortably long time, but then he drove off.

Flash forward an hour later. All three of us were walking home, shooting the shit, not a care in the world. We walked right by a pair of cops, who appeared to be looking for something/someone. Suddenly I get thrown against the cop car, and am made to "assume the position". I have no idea what the hell is going on. The cop frisks me. He stops when he feels my package.........of candy in the front pocket of my coat.

Him: "What is this?"

Me: "Gobstoppers."

His curiosity is satisfied.

We all got thrown in the back of the two squad cars, terrified, having absolutely no idea what was going on. We got to the station and were placed into separate interrogation rooms. Our parents were called in. An hour later we were released, free to go. Not once were we told what the hell we were doing there.

My parents told me that the cops got a report that two youths wearing jeans and tennis shoes were in the vicinity slashing tires on parked cars. :

Actually, now that I look at it, our two stories are nothing alike at all. My fault.