It was ten to midnight. Susan had just given me some beers and two little shots of vodka. The alcohol was burning in my chest, but my head felt as light as a feather. Suddenly I saw a guy approaching me. Because of the alcohol, it costed me a few seconds to realize that this was Brian, an old friend with whom I used to steal candy from the ‘Kruidvat’ shop. Obviously this had been many years ago, even before I got locked up by home-schooling. ‘’Paul’’, he grinned, ‘’good to see you! You escaped from the imprisonment?’’ ‘’Well’’, I laughed, ‘’actually my parents aren’t allowed anymore to keep me in their chains’’. Right then I realized how sick I felt, and that I was barely able to stand on my two feet. ‘’Well Paul, good for you! You know, I have something for you, something delicious, no, something heavenly. You’ll like it for sure!’’ In his hand palm were two LSD-pills. ‘’I don’t take drugs’’, I said firmly. But Brian insisted on it. ‘’This is the world, Paul, this is freedom! Come on, you aren’t mommy’s darling anymore! Taste what freedom’s about!’’ He had a point. Right now, my parents couldn’t forbid me. Right now, I could do whatever I wanted. In a flash, I swallowed the pills. 
Brian was right. It felt awesome.

-Paul-