Practice+Memoir

When I was younger I would run around the neighborhood looking for trouble. We would sneak out late at night looking to play the most practical pranks like ding-dong-ditching. At that age we all felt like we were doing something that we could get arrested for, but in reality it was just ringing somebody’s doorbell and when they opened the door nobody would be there. Anytime my friends and I had large multiple person sleepovers, the idea of pulling this prank always came up. Adam’s neighborhood was our favorite neighborhood to do it in, because there were so many places to hide after ringing the doorbell. One night we were all at Adam’s house late at night and we had just gotten a box of fruit snacks and energy drinks. In what felt like ten minutes, it was all gone. We quickly became a group of kids on a sugar-high with little to occupy us.