I was not so bad in the time when I was a teenager, but I was considered as a bad company.
And I was always a victim of slender and evil tongues. Me and my friends definitely were delinquents, we all were smoking, drinking, getting into fight... But how my father could find out that I smoke before than I even started to smoke? Yes, some jealous parents found cigarettes in the bag of their son, so they told to my father that I smoke too, because I was hanging around with their son for some time. Of course, my father was angry at first, but he believed me, and not to them.
But all the same, I started to smoke two months later.
And I was hiding at first, and all that hip - hop inside and outside of me made me look suspicious. Especially when we started to smoke weed and do some do other stuff which were considered as "bad". We were children of concrete with hoods on our heads.
But people talked as we were dangerous gang on heavy drugs.
It was funny how you could hear some things about you and you didn't even know these things before. No mother wanted one of us as the boyfriend of her daughter.
Many, many years have passed since those days. We all grew up in good people and many of us have happy lives and families. Many of my friends accomplished great things in their lives. And all of us are stable persons with jobs and plans for future. When we look to our past, we are all glad that we've been through something.
And those with evil tongues are still there where they were 16 - 17 years ago. And they are still talking bad things about ordinary people. I don't know what kind of satisfaction they find in that, but I don't care anymore what they're saying. I can be an engineer, a teacher, a musician, I can go on the Moon and back and I will still be a grandson of a drunk for them. And that's the curse of small cities. Thank you!
