The Story of Channon Rose: Lessons between the Lines by Channon Rose

looking for me. That was one of my most embarrassing moments for me in high school. My mom found me at the party and dragged me out of there making a big scene in front of everyone there, what a buzz kill. I was so mad at her. She told me I was never allowed to go back over there again. But of course that didn’t stop me. I kept going to Julie’s parties until one night some guy I had never seen before pushed me into the bathroom and tried to rape me. I never went back there again after that night.
    One day a new girl came to our school, Jill. She was very pretty, had blonde hair and blue eyes, and wanted to hang out with us. Our group or ‘gang’ was popular at school; especially for only being ninth graders and everyone knew us as the troublemakers and partiers. They knew we all did drugs and did whatever we wanted. No one in our group liked the new girl Jill. They said she was a fake bitch, but I gave her a chance and let her in our ‘gang’ because I knew what it was like being at a new school with no friends.
    We became best friends and did everything together—until the day I found out that she had hooked up with my boyfriend behind my back. I was hurt, angry, and really unpredictable because I was mixing street drugs and my psychiatric medication. I was the last person Jill wanted to betray. I didn’t care about getting in trouble for anything and I certainly didn’t care about Jill anymore. I was going to make her pay for what she had done. I was infuriated with her.
    I got one of my other friends in AS2 to steal my mom’s car with me in the middle of the night. I was going to burn down Jill’s house with her whole family inside it. No one has sex with my boyfriend and gets away with it, especially not my “best” friend. The fact that this happened brought up a lot of bad memories from childhood, my dad and my mom and the cheating, and the hurt that it caused my family. It just added to my hatred and anger.
    There was a slight problem with my plan because I was only 14 years old and didn’t even know how to drive but I somehow managed to drive my mom’s car in the middle of the night to my friend’s house who was going to help me. While I was backing out of my moms parking spot where we lived I accidentally ran into a cement divider as I was trying to figure out how the car worked. I really didn’t care that I messed up my mom’s car. I was on a mission. I picked up my friend and we headed to the store to buy gasoline. They didn’t sell any at the drug store, so we stole some spray paint and a lot of nail polish remover instead. It was the most flammable stuff we could find or knew of at the time. We weren’t the brightest of the bunch I will say that. When we arrived to Jill’s house, I spray painted SLUT and WHORE all over her garage and the front of her house. Then we doused the front bushes with nail polish remover and lit a match. Once it lit, we ran back to the car as fast as we could so we wouldn’t get caught. I never did see the damage from lighting Jill’s house on fire because we weren’t going to stick around to get caught. The damage must have been pretty bad though, because there were a ton of police officers at our school the next day. I was called to the principal’s office and questioned on where I was the night before. I denied the whole incident and they had no evidence or proof against me, so they let me go. Jill’s home wasn’t enough for me though; regardless of how much or how little damage had been done to her house. I hadn’t personally confronted her yet. During lunchtime, I planned for my friends to lure Jill to the bathroom. My plan was to get her in the bathroom, cut her hair off really short with a pair of scissors and beat her over the head with a wrench for having sex with my boyfriend. I wanted to teach that shifty bitch a lesson. As planned, my friends got Jill into the bathroom but she must have had an idea that I knew what she had done because she was