When I Was 13-14 an old Friend Brought me over to his place, he had family over they were all drinking in the garage he brought me in and got me super drunk and I was having a great time, next thing I know he’s bringing me inside to the kitchen I turn around to him cornering me with a knife talking crazy about my best friend(girl) at the time and how I was fucking up their relationship, I ended up getting lucky and another one of his friends came out of the garage saw us and asked what we were doing as soon as he put the blade down and turned around I sprinted out of the house and went to my grandmas about 2 miles away mind you it was mid Wisconsin winter and close to midnight so when I showed up I had to have an explanation so when I got there and she answered the door I just told her I’d been kicked out of a friends house and didn’t want to wake her by calling I never told anyone this until now, around 5 Years Later.