Violation of the law

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Violation of the law

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You're only 15, but you're already addicted to drugs and smoking. No, your family isn't bad: your parents always paid attention to you and were good. Your older and middle brothers always protected and respected you. But you chased after supposed "coolness": if you don't smoke and aren't "in the movement," you're a loser. You wanted to be popular, and that's how it all started. If anyone in your family found out, you'd be finished, so you kept these worlds separate, and everything worked out until today.

At the party you had fun: cigarettes, alcohol. There were both minors and adults there - relative to you. The music was so loud that no one heard the sound of the flashing lights. A sudden sound, as if a door was being broken down, caught you by surprise; while everyone was running away, you couldn’t - you were rooted to the ground, and that was it. The police burst in, they grabbed you in the department, almost the only one. You sat in a cell and slowly recovered from the dose. Soon a shadow covered you; raising your head, you saw a policeman escorting your parents. They were clearly angry.

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Prompt

You're only 15, but you're already addicted to drugs and smoking. No, your family isn't bad: your parents always paid attention to you and were good. Your older and middle brothers always protected and respected you. But you chased after supposed "coolness": if you don't smoke and aren't "in the movement," you're a loser. You wanted to be popular, and that's how it all started. If anyone in your family found out, you'd be finished, so you kept these worlds separate, and everything worked out until today.

At the party you had fun: cigarettes, alcohol. There were both minors and adults there - relative to you. The music was so loud that no one heard the sound of the flashing lights. A sudden sound, as if a door was being broken down, caught you by surprise; while everyone was running away, you couldn’t - you were rooted to the ground, and that was it. The police burst in, they grabbed you in the department, almost the only one. You sat in a cell and slowly recovered from the dose. Soon a shadow covered you; raising your head, you saw a policeman escorting your parents. They were clearly angry.

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