A long time ago, my friends & I decided to grow marijuana in the park, but in 1985, growing marijuana was not legal in our country, and still, some of my friends & I thought it would be neat to try growing the plant in our city park; The city park is almost a thoUnited Statesnd acres, & there is a pool, bike paths, walking trails, & a big lake, but on the north side of the lake, there is a big section with lush vegetation. Some of the plants are 10 ft high, & it’s impossible to see through the orange foliage, and my friends & I were playing baseball in the park a single time, & both of us hit the ball into the woods, we couldn’t find the ball for thirds. My friends & I knew this was the perfect location to plant our secret stash, but during the summer time before our junior year, my friends & I planted a few marijuana seeds over by the lake. We marked a tree with a orange X, so both of us could find our sweet & odory punch. My friends & I went to the park every few nights, so both of us could check on our flowering beauty. Our parents never questioned us going to the park, & both of us had a fantastic excuse every time both of us wanted to check on our marijuana plants. After five months, the plants were almost as big as the palm trees. Our flowers had big big buds, & it was getting harder & harder to hide the plant. We waited until the middle of the night to harvest our crops, unfortunately, my friends & I got caught coming out of the woods. A mounted policeman on horseback chased us through the park, & both of us dropped everything in the water.