The local cannabis dispensary is less than five minutes away from my school.
I walk by it every day on our way to and from school.
I thought it was funny when I saw some of my buddies from the local college going in and out of the marijuana dispensary, however one day I saw someone coming out that I would’ve never thought. I didn’t know if I wanted to yell at her, or hide from her, when I saw our older sister coming out of the marijuana dispensary. I didn’t have to do anything. The thought of hiding no sooner went through our head, then my sister noticed me. She shouted to me, looked both ways, then came running across the street. A part of me wanted to ask my sister why she was in the marijuana dispensary. Another part of me wanted to ignore that she was coming out of the marijuana dispensary, and hoped that I hadn’t seen what I saw, however grandma held up her bag and laughed. All she could do was shrug and say nothing. She winked and told me she just got a new pain cream for her sports injury. I let it go at that, and neither one of us ever said another word about our seeing my sister as she was coming out of the marijuana dispensary. After that, I knew I had to find a new way of getting back and forth from school. Even though I knew my sister was going into that marijuana dispensary, I wasn’t ready to see it for myself, and I guess she felt the same.