The Summer Cottage

We were curious as to what had been done to it... so we went inside and checked it out. From what we saw there wasn't any damage done to it. We went down into the basment to see if there was anything damaged down there, but we still didn't see anything. Then one of my friends opened a fridge in a backroom of the basement and called for us to come check it out. We went over there and found two fridges full of alcohol. We started filling our pockets with bottles and cans of beer. Then we went to another friend's house that lived nearby with all the alcohol we could carry. We got to my friend's house and listened to some music, watched a movie, and got really drunk. After a while the friend, who's house we were at, asked where we got all the alcohol... so all of us went back to the cabin to show him the fridges of alcohol we found. We drank almost all the alcohol that was there. My friend David got sick and threw-up all over the basement floor... so we sent him up to one of the beds on the first floor. The friend who's house we were at went home. It was just two of my friends and I left awake in the basement. I found a blow-up-water-mattress-thingy that I could lay on in a backroom. I blew it up and took it into a sauna room that was off of the bathroom in the basement. I sat in there for a while with a bottle of Tequilla, a bag of Tostidos Tortilla chips, the water-thingy, and a shot glass. While I was sitting in there I started hearing shit being smashed. I got out to see what was going on and found the other two plastered and breaking everything. I yelled at them to stop breaking everything, but they wouldn't listen... so I just went back into the sauna and left them alone. A little while later I heard them setting off bottle rockets. I got up and out of the sauna again. I went into the basement living room and almost got hit with a flying bottle rocket. I asked them what the hell they thought they were doing. They said, "shooting off some fireworks, man!" I was pretty drunk by then. I said, "Whao, let me shoot some of those off!" I took a bunch of them upstairs. We started sticking them in grapes, and other stuff we found in the kitchen, and blowing'em up. We found these little glass bottles and blew those up with the bottle rockets, too. We went back downstairs to see if there was any alcohol left in the fridges. That was when we found them... three cans of white spray-paint. The other two guys just started spray-painting everything while I worked on a huge picture of a naked woman on the basement carpet. Then we went back upstairs, and they spray-painted the table, walls, counters, etc. while I was going through cupboards looking for something else to eat besides the tostidos chips. I found tons of munchies! Then we found a drawer full of knives, and started to try to stick them in the ceiling by throwing them. The ceiling was like twenty feet above us. After we stuck three knives in the ceiling and blew up two teddy bears I went back downstairs. While I was downstairs looking for a movie to watch my two plastered friends started pouring beer and pissing all over the upstairs beds, except for one in the basement. After that we settled down to watch the only movie I could find: Titanic. When it got to the part where Jack dies we were all crying. After the movie I went into the backroom and onto the only bed that didn't have and piss all over it to go to sleep. In the morning we each took a shower, including David who finally woke up, and changed into come clothes we found in a closet. Then we sat around munching on food and listening to a radio. I found out after we were done eating that while I was sleeping the other two guys broke into the house next door. I yelled at them both.


	Shrapnel2019 \| home My Personal Info \| My Creative Writings \| The Mental Hospital \| My "First Time" \| The Summer Cottage \| New Year's Eve Party \| One Bad Day \| The Shelter Care Experience \| The Journal \| My Love \| Letters from Beth \| Cool Pics \| My Links \| Link to my book The Summer Cottage Two years ago (2000) four friends of mine and I broke into this summer cottage on the Chain 'O Lakes (in Wisconsin). We were curious as to what had been done to it... so we went inside and checked it out. From what we saw there wasn't any damage done to it. We went down into the basment to see if there was anything damaged down there, but we still didn't see anything. Then one of my friends opened a fridge in a backroom of the basement and called for us to come check it out. We went over there and found two fridges full of alcohol. We started filling our pockets with bottles and cans of beer. Then we went to another friend's house that lived nearby with all the alcohol we could carry. We got to my friend's house and listened to some music, watched a movie, and got really drunk. After a while the friend, who's house we were at, asked where we got all the alcohol... so all of us went back to the cabin to show him the fridges of alcohol we found. We drank almost all the alcohol that was there. My friend David got sick and threw-up all over the basement floor... so we sent him up to one of the beds on the first floor. The friend who's house we were at went home. It was just two of my friends and I left awake in the basement. I found a blow-up-water-mattress-thingy that I could lay on in a backroom. I blew it up and took it into a sauna room that was off of the bathroom in the basement. I sat in there for a while with a bottle of Tequilla, a bag of Tostidos Tortilla chips, the water-thingy, and a shot glass. While I was sitting in there I started hearing shit being smashed. I got out to see what was going on and found the other two plastered and breaking everything. I yelled at them to stop breaking everything, but they wouldn't listen... so I just went back into the sauna and left them alone. A little while later I heard them setting off bottle rockets. I got up and out of the sauna again. I went into the basement living room and almost got hit with a flying bottle rocket. I asked them what the hell they thought they were doing. They said, "shooting off some fireworks, man!" I was pretty drunk by then. I said, "Whao, let me shoot some of those off!" I took a bunch of them upstairs. We started sticking them in grapes, and other stuff we found in the kitchen, and blowing'em up. We found these little glass bottles and blew those up with the bottle rockets, too. We went back downstairs to see if there was any alcohol left in the fridges. That was when we found them... three cans of white spray-paint. The other two guys just started spray-painting everything while I worked on a huge picture of a naked woman on the basement carpet. Then we went back upstairs, and they spray-painted the table, walls, counters, etc. while I was going through cupboards looking for something else to eat besides the tostidos chips. I found tons of munchies! Then we found a drawer full of knives, and started to try to stick them in the ceiling by throwing them. The ceiling was like twenty feet above us. After we stuck three knives in the ceiling and blew up two teddy bears I went back downstairs. While I was downstairs looking for a movie to watch my two plastered friends started pouring beer and pissing all over the upstairs beds, except for one in the basement. After that we settled down to watch the only movie I could find: Titanic. When it got to the part where Jack dies we were all crying. After the movie I went into the backroom and onto the only bed that didn't have and piss all over it to go to sleep. In the morning we each took a shower, including David who finally woke up, and changed into come clothes we found in a closet. Then we sat around munching on food and listening to a radio. I found out after we were done eating that while I was sleeping the other two guys broke into the house next door. I yelled at them both.