Mike's behavior dictated how he would be treated all through life.
The first time we really fucked with Mike was when we began to take and smash his bicycles.We would ghost ride them into the bushes, into his house or off someone's roof.
The worst thing about Mike is he would invite the torment. I think he liked it. I now think that he had some Masochistic tendencies.
Mike would always get up after getting beat up or after getting chased and stand just out of reach and then yell derogatory comments about you. So, when we caught him, we would kick the shit out of him, then send him home and as soon as he got out of our reach he would flick us off and call us names.
Mike was a fast runner. He was faster than me. He was faster than almost anyone in the neighbrohood. All except for Jeff. Jeff caught him a few times and kicked his ass. Then Jeff got sent to live with his mother because his dad was an alcoholic and beat him up. He also made him do weird chores like stack rocks in the backyard.
After Jeff left, me and the five neighbrohood kids became friendly with Mike. Of course this was only to have someone to kick the shit out of and make do weird things.
The first thing we did to Mike was to take his bike and put it on his patio roof. Then we chased him into his house. Once inside his house we lured him out onto his patio, with promises of cigarettes. Once he was out on his patio, we told him it he wanted a cigarette he would have to strip naked. He actually agreed after some persuasion.
Once Mike had his clothes off, one of my friends went and knocked on his neighbor's door and told her to look outside and call the police because Mike was on drugs and acting crazy.
I told Mike that he would have to come outside to get the cigarette. So I stood back by the garage and Mike came out stark naked and looking totally gay and crazy. Then Ken my other friend went into the patio and locked the door. About five minutes later the police pulled up. Mike was standing there totally naked smoking. I was behind the garage at that point and ran through the woods back to my house. Ken went out Mike's front door, right behind the police cars and went to Jason's house who was the one that knocked on the neighbor's door. Mike was stuck there and was man handled by the police into the back of their car. He probably liked it. He was grounded for two months after that and his mom shaved his head again.
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