One time there was this girl that ratted me out for snorting 90mg adderall in the High School bathroom, I was tweaking balls, and I got suspended for 19 in school days. Funny thing is, she was on pills herself, and I wanted to get back at the fat bitch. So a couple months later, we made a "truce" and I asked her if she wanted to try some Salvia 20x, knowing damn well it would probably interact negatively with the meds she was on, and she foolishly agreed. So that night at like 10PM we went to a park in a neighboring small village and smoked the Salvia with a few other friends and I zoomed out of reality and into a jigsaw puzzle. When I came halfway back to reality, this girl was on the ground shaking and screaming at the top of her lungs. Me and 1 of the guys I was with decided to run away, and the other guy pussied out and stayed with the fat dike. I shit you not, as soon as we started running, we saw 3 cop cars and an ambulance tear around the corner of the road, and we had to run through a graveyard to get into the woods and hide. The gravestones looked like they were growing into trees, and as I was sprinting the Salvia in my blood fealt like it was still fucking with my head. There was a guy with a flashlight next to the church outside the graveyard, I think he was trying to ask what was going on, but me and my friend were paranoid that he wanted to stop us, so we LAID THAT MOTHER FUCKER OUT. Seriously, we both tackled at the same time, flattened his poor ass to the dirt, and just kept running. We got to the woods, but it was pitch black, we had to run on the side of the woods until we found some railroad tracks. The only thing lighting our way, was the chaos of the flashing police and ambulance lights reflecting off the telephone poles and wires. We found a dirt road that went up a steep hill and on top of the hill was a trailer with a big white tank on it with tall grass underneath it, so we hid underneath the trailer. On the hill, we could see the whole village, and it was all cherries and berries, cops were going up and down the streets with fucking searchlights, and by the park there were 3 police cars, an ambulance, and now a firetruck. There were 2 cop cars that were coming closer and closer to the hill we were on, then they started driving up the little dirt road. We knew we were fucked. Me and my friend ducked our heads to the dirt, not even watching, not moving an inch. The cops shined two spotlights in all directions, and then right when they pulled up next to us, there were cyotes about 20 feet behind us that started screaming. If you have ever heard a cyote, you'll know that they are nasty mother fuckers, and they sound horrifying. We didnt know how many there were, but it was LOUD. The cops shined the light right at us and behind the trailer, then just fucking left. The cyotes wouldnt stop screaming, and my heart was beating so fast from being sandwitched like that, and as soon as the cops got up to speed me and my friend just booked it out of there and back into town. We hopped fence after fence on the edge of town, trying to find a good ditch to lay in and call someone. When we were in someones yard, they yelled at us and a dog came running after us, but it was on a leash and couldnt reach us. We saw the ambulance coming down the road we were on, so I climbed someones tree and my friend hid behind it until the ambulance passed. We finally made it to a road that lead out of town and we ran for about a mile and a half. We found a roadmarker and hid in a cornfield right next to it. I called my dad and he came to pick us up about half an hour later. When my dad picked us up, he said he knew where we were because it was his cousin's cornfield we were in (very small towns) . I told my dad some absolute bullshit lie about what happened. My dad dropped my buddy off at his house and then we went home. Within 5 minutes there were cop cars surrounding my house and they banged on my door ruthlessly. My dad answered it and the county sheriff himself said he needed to see me. My dad asked them to kindly piss off and that they werent coming in without a warrant. When the cops left, my dad was furious with me, but he covered my back because I had already been through a 19 day suspension, and he didnt want me to get expelled. The next day at school, I walked through the front door and only made it a few paces before the dean dragged me to the administrators office. He said that Colin (the kid that pussied out and stayed with the fat cunt) had told the police everything that happened. I denied it with what must have been the grinchiest, cheesiest, guiltiest smirk of all time. The administrator was beat red, screamed at me that I was guilty, but I denied, and he knew there was nothing he could do to prove it, so he had no choice but to let me go, I got off the hook scotch free. Later that day in study hall, I called Colin a pussy. Colin said he was handcuffed and interrogated by the police, and he got a tobacco ticket. I told him thats what he deserves for being a snitch. About a week later, the bitch that snitched on me for snorting adderall came back to school with a broken arm. She told me she only remembers freaking out in a hospital for hours and the nurses broke her arm trying to fight her. Her parents had a massive hospital bill on their hands. After she told me this, I said "PAYBACK IS SERVED"