The following story is 100% true and accurate, even though it may sound like a horror movie.
- The official report is on record with the local police department, but they have flat-out told me there is nothing they can do about it.
The truth of the matter is stranger than fiction, and the fact I am still alive means that I am very lucky. I might have died that night, and no one would have ever found my body. It started during a long hike in a new part of the woods, where I stumbled across a huge cannabis patch. There were thousands of cannabis plants around, as far as the eye could see. I was too amazed by the sight of all this lovely marijuana to be scared, although I should have been terrified! In the movies potheads and cannabis users are depicted as being goofy and moronic, but easy-going people. In reality, the people who ran this cannabis farm were violent criminals, and they started shooting at me! Can you imagine, enjoying the sights and smells of a cannabis field ready for harvest, and then having bullets whizzing past your head? I ran as fast as I could, and didn’t dare to look back at the cannabis field as I made my escape. Later I realized I had dropped my phone in the cannabis field, which means the farmers know who I am! I’m afraid to even go back to my apartment, because deranged cannabis farmers may be laying in wait for me. The police don’t care, so what can I do?