That Awkward Moment I Call My Life

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I was talking to my mom and she was telling me stories of crazy Baby Brisa. So for today, let's go back a few years.

I was in first grade. I was 6 years old, stupid, and I didn't care about anything. I got sick pretty often according to my mom, I used to get the stomach bug a lot. Apparently I loved everything. I got to stay home, all the attention, chicken noodle soup, SpongeBob all day, and my favorite Pepto Bismol! I was given bubble-gum flavored Pepto Bismol to make me feel better.

Pretty sure I was an addict, I loved to take the Pepto Bismol. I like to smell the container it came in even more. One day, I found out the pill container was empty so it was free for me to smell all the time! I didn't know what drugs were, or any of that junk so I snuck it past my parents and into school.

I kept the container in my pocket the whole day, that is until I saw my "friends." Let's be honest, I could barely speak English and I was probably annoying AF, I didn't have real friends. Set that aside, I wanted to show my "friends" my favorite smell. I went around letting everyone smell the container all day. I'm really surprised no teacher noticed. That was until...crap...I forgot what it was called. You know when you sit on the rug and do whatever the teacher had planned?

Well we were sitting on the rug and my friend asks me if she could smell it. I reluctantly give it to her to smell. My teacher sees and freaks out. She takes the container, and six year old me is all like "WTFF?!?!?" Except I didn't know swears existed. I walk over to the teacher's desk and ask for the container rather politely, I think anyway. The teacher walks me to the principal's office to talk to my parents.

After a lot of speaking on the phone, my principal tells me about how I shouldn't bring medicine to school. She explains that if it had real medicine inside and a kid ate it, I would be in big trouble and it would make the kid sick. I'm pretty sure my parents were really disappointed and embarrassed that I brought the Pepto Bismol container to school because I remember the car ride home was pretty quiet. My mom says I fought the fact that it would make a kid sick greatly.

Anyway, I guess that's the story of how I tried to be a drug dealer. Pretty sure at six years old, it was too much of a hardcore life, getting my pill container taken away. From then on my mom says she and my dad had always watched what I touched when I looked into the medicine cabinet.