Hanging-out at the Park....

We had the Smithtown Park, right around the block from our development. Each night we would get all dressed up, and go and hang-out till all hours of the night..it is there that I smoked pot for the 1st time.. way up on a hill with  my best friends older sister.. not the one I was a kleptomaniac with, and not the one I took off for Florida with.. the other one.. She was a fighter..  the other sister... she had 3 older sisters.  Almost every time we hung out she would get into a fist fight with some -one, and I mean this little woman would deck someone out - to the ground in a matter of seconds.. I had  seen some of the biggest and toughest go down. I seen her jump up from behind and pull them down and punch the living day lights out of the person..It was okay at the time.. so long as you weren't on the receiving end.. At which one time I was.. I have no idea what we were in an argument about, but on a corner in front of my house we met there after a phone conversation lead to us meeting out front there, and  I brought a bat.. I knew she was a heavy hitter.. and we came face to face before I could even get in a swing position she punched me so hard in the jaw.. I was seeing stars.. I got all heated up and , basically astonished she hit me..She saw how I took it too.. and then we started to talk, and just walked off together as best friends to the park.. Like nothing ever happened.. That night we hung out in the Park lights.. with our regular friends.. I had a crush on this one guy..  I found out  he was a lot older then me, and already hooked on hard drugs.. He drove this big dark blue Caddy.. and his cute younger brother.. turned out to like me.. I would be about a 189 lbs.. at the time, and he asked me for my phone number... he was so cute, but I had never been really on a date.. So the night I was supposed to meet him, I was so nervous,, and my sister helped push me through this.. Even with the help form my sister,, and the reality of a first DATE...I walked really slow up to the corner.. just hoping I would be late.. I was  there and waited about 3 minutes and started for home.. really fast.. I was not going through with it..I mean I am like 12 -13 years old.. I am a party -rock-n roll girl, not that " frilly girly' dating type.. Wow that took the pressure off... So, I went home got undone.. and went to the other corner where my other buds were hanging , and partied there in Mills Path the rest of the night. I eventually went up to park and bumped into  that one guy..  we did not bring up the issue.. Life went on as usual.. I had another crush on a guy.. but he had a girlfriend.. she never hung out with us.. but I meddled my way into his crowd.. and I just remember being near him every second of every night, that I even heard him tell his buddies that"everytime he turned around She was there" pointing at me.. I turned red.. and left.. I was ..so embarrassed. He liked my friend Vanessa.. so I would hang-out with her and we three would walk home.. So I guess I felt I could hang out in his circle of people..he was actually a lot older then me and some of my friends.. I was just all over back then.. I just hung with who ever.. And attached myself at several points to any group , and then moved on.. It was like that for years.. The girls who would get punished would call me over , and we would get high.. and hang out all night in there rooms.. Then when they were off there punishment I would not here from them, and I would see them hanging out.. Well, that was life ..