The following story is accurate.
- Although it may sound love a horror movie, it’s legit.
The proper report is filed with the local sheriff’s department, but they have flat-out told myself and others there is nothing they can do to help me. The heart of the matter is stranger than fiction, as well as the fact I am still alive means that I am so very lucky. I should have died that night, as well as no 1 would have ever found our body. It started during a very long hike through a new section of the forest, where I stumbled across a sizable cannabis patch. There were thousands of cannabis plants all around, as far as the eye could see. I was too amazed by the sight of all this attractive marijuana to be frightened, but I should have been terrified! In the motion pictures potheads as well as cannabis users are usually depicted as being goofy as well as moronic, but self-explanatory-going people. In reality, the guys who ran this cannabis farm were violent criminals, as well as they started shooting at me with their guns! Can you imagine, enjoying the sights as well as stinks of a cannabis field ready to be harvested, as well as then having bullets whizzing past your head? I ran as fast as I could, so I didn’t dare to look back at the cannabis field as I made our retreat, but later I realized I had dropped our cellphone in the cannabis field, which means the farmers could know who I am! I’m afraid to even go back to our apartment, because deranged cannabis farmers could be kneeling in wait for me. The police don’t care, so what can I do?