I Ran From 3 Different Police Squads in One Night

Have you ever heard of the butterfly effect? How one small event can cause a chain reaction of bigger events? Kind of like pushing over some dominoes. Well, what if I told you the mere act of pushing over a sign led to me and my best friend running from three different police squadrons for over two and a half hours?

Well, in order to understand how we got here, we're going to need to go all the way back to my eighth-grade summer. I was only 14 years old at the time, and me and my best friend James would sneak out any chance we got. On some Batman stuff, the Knight just called to us. We even had specific uniforms we would wear every single time we snuck out, and we didn't wear them anywhere else besides sneaking out. But if you watch any of my videos or TikToks, you will know that sneaking out never came without a price for us.

It was a late afternoon in the summer of my eighth-grade year. I had just finished eating dinner and I went back to my room and got on my phone to see a text message from my best friend James. Me and him had been trying to hang out all day, but his mom did not want him coming over, so he was texting me to let me know that we couldn't hang out today unless, of course, I wanted to wait a couple hours into the night, sneak out, meet up, go on an absolute rampage, and do whatever. And 14-year-old me literally only needed to see the word "sneak out" in that text message, and I was more than down to go.

Because the thing about sneaking out is, if you have strict parents, it makes it 20,000 times more fun. Because strict parents put all sorts of restrictions on you. It's like living in like a video game world where you only have this much of the map, and everything outside of it is locked; great, inaccessible; you can't get there. Sneaking out is like a cheat code that allows the full map to get there; cheat code, hack, whatever you want to call it; it unlocks free play, full map; you can do whatever you want without someone breathing down your neck. So when 13-year-old me started sneaking out, I never looked back because I always had so many restrictions on me. And so me and James would sneak out literally any chance we got, but some nights were a lot more fun than others, as y'all saw in my last video.

So regardless, though, I texted back James telling him I was more than down to sneak out. Me and him did a little bit more planning, and then I just needed to wait for my parents to go to bed so I could sneak out. But finally, my parents yelled down the hallway saying they were going to bed, and so I waited a good 45 minutes just to make sure my dogs and my parents were actually asleep so that way I couldn't risk being caught by anybody. And then I sprung out of bed, jumped up, and started getting my fit together, cuz I mentioned previously that I had a uniform for sneaking out. This was because, in the state of Idaho, if you're a minor below the age of 18 and you go outside past midnight, you can get arrested. Most of the time you will get arrested; bare minimum, they're going to call your parents, and you are going to get in a bunch of trouble. And so we had a lot of run-ins with cops because we were doing a lot of bad things. And so what we ended up figuring out is we only want one description of us that will never be tracked to us. So we got together this, uh, this bunch of clothes that none of us would wear outside of the house; it wouldn't even come out of my closet during daylight. It was a black American Eagle hoodie, a pair of black Fela sweatpants, and black NMDs. I would wear this every time I went out, sometimes with a black mask and black gloves, depending what we were doing that night. So that was the only description cops would ever have, and I never ever wore that fit to school; not one item of it. You will NE—they would never have any footage of me in those clothes, so that person would never be associated with me. And James had the same exact setup, so we would just never be caught.

And so after I got my fit together, I texted James to let him know that I was ready. Because the thing with James' phone was, it only worked in Wi-Fi. He was actually not even supposed to have a phone until high school, and this was our eighth-grade summer, so he just bought a phone off of one of our friends, and it only worked in Wi-Fi. So me and him needed to make sure that we actually like left the house at the same time because we lived remotely close to each other; we were just, just about two miles away, and there was a park right in the middle of our houses, just this park. So we figure we both need to leave at the same time and get to this dog park at the same time as well, cuz it was the middle of the night. And so we wanted to make sure that we got to that park at the same time because having to wait around alone in the nighttime in just the hopes that your other friend shows up is terrifying; it's so scary.

So eventually, I got a text from James saying that he was about to leave for the park, so I got ready. I threw together my entire fit, put it on, and then I got this body pillow in another hoodie. I put the hoodie on top of the body pillow, put a bucket hat inside of the hood to make it look like I was sleeping, and then I grabbed my shoes and started to slowly creep out the hallway. But my house had wooden floors, and it was like, uh, the top level of the house, and so they creaked terribly. But I had been sneaking out so many times that I had a map in my head of what spots I need to step on, so I was basically just jumping around on my feet super lightly trying to get out of the house. Then once I got to the sliding door, I was super quiet about, unlike, like sliding it out to make sure my dogs did not bark because they had done that a lot of times, and I had to run back to my room and play dead for 30 minutes just to make sure I was good. And so once I got that open quietly, I stepped outside, popped on my shoes, and started to walk over to my fence line.

But the problem with my fence line and getting to the street is there is a series of motion lights on not only my house but also the neighbors as well as some Ring cameras. So I had to take this very, very specific route in order to not set off any of these. I had to walk over straight to my gate, hop my gate by my house that way I wouldn't set off my neighbor's motion lights on the other side. Then once I got to slightly like the middle of my fence, I would have to hop over that to not set off ours or the other neighbors' ones onto their, um, actual garage and driveway. Then I'd have to walk down that dead sprint all the way down my, um, like road until my house was out of sight just to make sure I didn't set off anything or be seen. It was straight off like some special, uh, Black Ops spy mission every single time I had to do it; it would get me feeling like I was James Bond. I would already have so much adrenaline pumping through my FS the second that I got into that street, and then I would just take off, start sprinting till my house was out of sight, and then I would walk over to the park that we were meeting up at.

I got to the park a little bit before James did, which didn't really surprise me because I lived just under a mile away from the park, and he lived just over a mile away from the park. But I was just really happy to see him pull up because sneaking out with friends is very fun, you know; worst-case scenario, you either get caught by your parents or have to run away from some cops. Sneaking out alone is terrifying; bare minimum, at all times you're sprinting away from your demons and voices in your head whispering sweet nightmares to you. You'll get so paranoid that you'll be more paranoid than MrBeast after Chris Tyson got exposed and tried to take down the whole channel with them; it is a problem. And if you look behind your back one time, you might as well be schizophrenic because you'll be trying to look back every five seconds, and you'll be so paranoid about all of your surroundings until the second you get home. So I was so happy to see James there because I was not trying to stay out there alone before the schizophrenic stage kicked in.

So me and him meet up; we start talking about what we're going to do next, and this is when James told me that on his phone at his house he was trying to set up a bunch of different moves and was texting a bunch of different chicks, as well as he found out about a party. And so I let him sign into Snapchat on my phone so that way we could try and figure out, you know, what the move for the night was. And this dude, whenever we were trying to find any type of move for the night, he turned into like a bot account trying to promote his OnlyFans. He would group snap every single person in the state of Idaho and then also post on his story and just wait for replies. And so he was already doing the process of this before we got to the park, so we already had hella replies to scroll through because this man already had it down to a science; I mean, we both did it, but he literally had it down to some type of science; it was crazy. And we would pick through all of these texts like a manager looking through job applications; we would scroll through every single one until we found the right fit for our night, make sure it was a good move. And so we were picking through a bunch of these résumés, but we were mainly just looking for the address to this party James mentioned.

Eventually, we found the address. Just to avoid confusion, the last story I told on my page took place over at my mom's house; my mom and dad are divorced, so I had a separate house, and this story takes place at my dad's house. I do not live at my dad's house anymore, but he still does, so I'm not going to use his address for the starting point of the story; we'll be using the dog park as just everything to calculate distance. And if you're enjoying the video, make sure to subscribe, but let's get back to the video. So we popped it in Google Maps, and it was over five miles away in downtown C Lane. This was absolutely detrimental to us because since we had to sneak out separately and meet up, we were starting our night way later than we normally do, and that is a big problem because, as, as I've explicitly said in my videos, if you're out past midnight in the state of Idaho, you can just get arrested. And so this was really bad for us because by the time it was past midnight, we were going to be in the main part of the town where everything was still open, like bars, restaurants, anything with food, which was the main spot cops would be patrolling at as well.

So since we had to sneak out so late, we were basically just going to have to run from any cop that we saw, or we were might have to call our parents, and it was just a risk we did not have to take. So that's why we normally tried to stay on this bike path because this bike path went through almost the majority of my town, and there was like minimal light; there wasn't a single streetlight on this bike path, so you could easily slip away from cops on there. And if you were seen, you could easily run away as well; it was just always the spot we needed to be at. So we started trying to walk there from the dog park, and it was just over, under a mile away from this dog park, but we got there fairly quickly because we had to keep a really good pace in order to actually make it downtown before it was too late for us to get back home and like be caught. So we had to be walking extremely fast and make extremely good pacing to get downtown. So we got on that bike path, and we started walking down there. We were walking on it for a good amount of time before we started to realize that this bike path did take us downtown, but it took us to the complete wrong side of downtown. So if we continued on the bike path, we would most likely have to add an extra hour to our walk, so that just couldn't happen. We were going to have to cut across going the other way, but the other way across town, the quicker way, was going to be on all of the roads that cops mainly patrol because the roads were directly next to the freeway and every single exit ramp and on-ramp where all the cops were going to be. Not only that, but it was also by every restaurant, every bar, every parking lot, and like the gas station that cops get gas at as well as the police station. So it was literally just impossible to avoid cops; we knew we were going to have to run into them, but we just had to be smart about it.

Thankfully, we decided to stop at this one park that had complete cover from the road; it was just surrounded by trees and darkness, and there was no way cops could see where we were from the road. And so we're trying to make this decision of going across the easiest way or adding an hour to our walk, which is a pretty easy decision, but we're about to cross the road into like that main part where all of the businesses and just the main strip of town is, and right across from the street, though, that's where the police gas station is. And the reason I keep calling it police gas station, I don't know if it's like this in other states, but in my town there are only two gas stations that police officers can get gas at, and one of them was directly across the road from this park we were at. So we figure we should probably go another mile down this bike path because that would lead us to this apartment complex, and we could hop the fence into that apartment complex, and then we'd basically be good from there. So we started walking, and we were on a tight schedule, so we ended up jogging because whenever we were on a really tight schedule while sneaking out, we would just jog and keep a good pace for as long as we could. So we jogged that entire mile down to that apartment complex, hopped the fence, and we ran through their parking lot, hopped over another fence, and then got into this field. And this field was probably about a good seven feet into the, like, in the ground; it went down like there was a slanted hill on any side of it that went about seven feet into the ground, and it was pitch black, and it was probably about an acre. So there again was no way we could be seen in there, so we decided to just stop our pace and start walking for a little while so we could catch our breath because once we got to the end of this field, we were going to have to cross a road and go into the WinCo parking lot and then go into a chain of other parking lots and businesses. And after this field, we would have zero cover, so there was a chance we were going to have to run, so we needed as much energy as possible.

So we're walking through this field trying to catch our breath, and eventually we get up to the slanted hill that goes into like the main road we need to cross, and there is a [__] ton of traffic going across this road, but we need to cross obviously. So we're looking up and down, but it's just not stopping. Eventually, we see a break in traffic, so we're getting ready to go, but something tells us to just wait a couple seconds, and then eventually we see a straggling car come up right behind them and go behind them, and it takes about five seconds for us to see that that was a cop car coming right off of the freeway exit ramp because this field was directly next to the exit ramp of the freeway that led to the police's gas station. So there was constant fluctuation of cops cuz there was also the road that was the main strip of town, so there was cops were just always lurking around here, and it was close to the police station like I said. And so we waited a second; that cop flies by, and we're like, "Oh God, that could have been so bad," and then we took off flying across into the WinCo parking lot, which technically James was banned from WinCo, so if he was caught on their property he would be arrested and charged. But on the other hand, if we got caught anywhere else in this town by a cop, we would bare minimum be either arrested or detained with our parents called, so this was still somehow a better option. And thankfully, after WinCo, there was a series of parking lots that were all pretty connected, but not, not, not, not all parking lots; it was also just businesses, apartments, just public areas where we could easily walk in the shadows and didn't have to be on the direct side of the road, so that was exactly what we did.

After we went through the WinCo parking lot, we had to go through a bank parking lot and then through some apartment complexes, but we knew exactly what we were doing, and we had a route where we could weave through without being seen. And in my town, there is rarely people out at night time; like, it's mainly just cops patrolling, and it is not weird for it to seem like a ghost town with no other cars driving around in the night time. But it was a weekday, and there was so much traffic out, and it was now just past midnight, so that was very weird for my town. And since there was a lot more traffic at night, there was also a lot more cops in the area, so we were seeing a bunch of cops patrolling. And because there was a lot of traffic and we didn't know if they were seeing us, but they didn't seem to be paying attention to us, so we were just moving as quickly, as quietly, and like as silently as we could, trying to avoid being seen by them. And so we were walking through a series of parking lots, sometimes having to go on the sidewalk, but very rarely; we were trying to stay in the shadows as much as we could until eventually we walked through the Lowe's parking lot and into another parking lot right on the side of the highway. The connected parking lot stretched for about a mile and a half up this road, but thankfully we only needed to go about a mile up the road because there was traffic at every single intersection and as far up and down every single road we looked at, and we were waiting at the, uh, highway intersection trying to cross it. So we had to wait until there was a good gap in traffic, but eventually we ran up and across that and we were both talking about how weird it was that there was a bunch of traffic because, as I mentioned earlier, not only do I live in a smaller town, but it was also 2020 at peak COVID, like quarantine, so there was no reason that there should have been this many people out. But we waited till there was a good gap, sprinted across that highway, got up into the Walgreens parking lot, and started walking up that. But shortly after we got out of the Walgreens parking lot, this is when the parking lots kind of started to stop, and it turned more into just fast-food restaurants and other like smaller parking lots, but they were very out in the open, and we were a lot more having to walk on sidewalks, and it was way more well-lit because of all of the fast-food restaurants that were around the area. So we were basically just out in the open and walking, and so we were walking up, and eventually we got to Taco Bell, and this is when things started to get very…

Very bad, very quick. Because we had been jogging at a very consistent pace for a very long time, because we needed to get to this party as quickly as possible. And so, since we were running this much, me and James both started to get extremely thirsty. And so we ran up and saw Taco Bell, and we're like, "Oh my gosh, we need to go get some water up in here." But the thing is, since I live in a smaller town, not many restaurants stay open past midnight; only like three to four of them do. And Taco Bell closed at midnight, but it was like just past midnight. We looked in there; we saw some employees closing down, and so we're like, "You know what? We got to try this." So we went ahead and walked up to the door, and to our surprise, it swung right open. So we walked in there, and that's when all the employees looked up at us like we were committing some type of war crime. All of them—I'm not kidding—like probably four or five workers all at the same time started yelling over each other, trying to get us to get out. And they were all walking towards us at this point: "Hey, get out of the store! Get out of the store! We're closed!" Like, "Hey, hey, hey!" We managed to finesse our way into getting both of ourselves some water cups. Then James ended up needing to use the bathroom, so he went ahead and used the bathroom. We got our water cups, then we headed up out of there.

After our quick pit stop, we were ready for the rest of the night because we had just under a minute walk until the road we were turning on, which was going to put us just about 2 and 1/2 miles away from the party we needed to get to. And we were not making terrible timing; we just got some water in our system; we are feeling good. So we exit from the Taco Bell, and we were about, probably like, I want to say 30-40 ft away from the, uh, stoplight and crosswalks. We're like, "You know what? We're just going to run around the street right now, just so we don't got to wait at the crosswalk or anything, make better time, you know." So we sprint across the street because there were no cars coming at the time, and we get across and we take the corner onto the street we needed to get to. At the intersection with the stoplight, as we're walking around down past that, randomly, there—like, it's super weird—because the road that we were on, like I tried, I've been trying to explain, it's literally just businesses and like fast-food restaurants. And there's nothing like residential; no one like lives there; it's literally just businesses and stuff like that. But behind like this like tire shop, like a bunch of other like just businesses and whatever, there was like, I want to say, four or five like houses or just like properties or just some place where people were living or storing stuff, or I don't even know; they just look like places people were living, not business areas. And they all had their own fencing, tools—literally just this small section of what looked like it could have been a neighborhood, but it was hidden away behind all these buildings. I had never seen this in my life until me and James just walked across at this corner, and there happened to be one of those signs, like one of those plastic triangle signs that just said like "Four Leas" or whatever, standing up right there. And so James walks up to this thing, and he just pushes it over. He's like, you know, he just throws that thing to the ground, you know, claps onto the ground. We start to keep walking till all of a sudden we just hear a screech behind us, like tires screeching all to a stop right behind us. And so all of a sudden we hear someone go, "Hey, pick that [ __ ] up!" And so James jumps up, turns around with both of his fingers already flipped—like, both of his hands are already flipping off whoever's in this car—he jumps up, turns around, and that's when we see that it was a cop car. Not just any cop car; this was an unmarked, completely all-blacked-out undercover cop car with two officers sitting in it as well. And they were both looking at us, and I'm fairly sure that when we were at Taco Bell, we just sprinted across the road, you know, completely illegally crossed it. I'm like 95% sure that they saw us do that, and then they went to investigate, you know, what we were doing, because we were obviously young kids sprinting across the road; it's past midnight. So they went to investigate what we were doing, saw James push over that sign, and if that wasn't enough for them to determine we were up to no good in the middle of the night, you know, and that they should look into it, James immediately jumped over, flipped them off, and cussed them out. So that was definitely more than enough for them to determine, you know, "Oh, these kids are definitely not doing anything good outside." So they flipped on their lights, immediately started trying to go for us, and they were like yelling at us, whatever. But me and James immediately, our stomachs dropped at the same time that we both jumped up and did a 180 to start sprinting back around towards that like kind of residential area I was talking about with all those houses. And we had never even been in this area on foot, and we didn't even know this specific section where these houses were even existed; this was just like fresh map to us; we didn't even know where we were at, you know. We just unlocked this area, so we're sprinting through there; we don't know where we're at, but we just know if we hop some fences we'll eventually lose them. So we start hopping these fences around these houses, but there was just one road in this entire area, and it circled around the houses that that we were at. So every single time that we would hop a fence, we would hop it right as the cop was circling around the area, and he would see us, so we'd have to hop back over. And most of the time James would be in front of me, so he would hop the fence, be like, "Oh, no, no, no, no! Don't hop! Don't hop!" He would hop back over; then we would run back, try to go around the same area, and it would happen again. It was like, it, it was just like a game of cat and mouse just happening over and over again with us hopping over, seeing the cop, he'd see us, we'd hop back over, until eventually we were running, and I saw this gap in these fences—like, it was two fences with just enough space in between them that it could fit like one person, you know what I'm saying? And so we both squeezed in there because we had to make sure that both of us could fit in there because it was our only option. So we both squeeze in there; we get in there real tight, you know, we like huck it down, and then we can see the cop still; he's circling around, and then eventually we see him go off of that loop road and just go like, gassing it down like, gases it down this like freeway ramp down the road, thinking that we took off that way. And he starts to turn his lights off after he gets further, but he's speeding; I can tell he's still looking for us, you know what I'm saying? So we see that, and our adrenaline is pumping, but like we can finally take a breath: "No way! We lost him! That was so lucky! I cannot believe that just happened; that was so close!" But this was just the start of our problems.

We waited for another 5 minutes because we're like, "Okay, we got to make sure this cop is gone. We're in a very, very like public area, you know, like there's a very right like area where a bunch of cops are going to be flying by, so we need to make sure we're not seen; we just need to stay here for a second, make sure no cops are around." And also the other thing was the road that we needed to turn on had a freeway ramp, and we could not get caught on top of this bridge over the freeway, or we were going to get caught there, you know, like stuck by the cops. But we needed to get moving fast because what I immediately assumed happened was after that first cop lost track of us, we got away from him, and he started gassing it down that other road; I assume he called backup because, as I explained earlier, we had those sneaking-out uniforms that we would always wear, and cops recognize them. So after we saw that both of us were together and got away from him, I'm pretty sure that they just immediately called backup on us to try to get us caught because we were always doing something not good; it's always in the night, just like wreaking havoc on the town, you know. And so it was real bad; I'm like, "He definitely called backup on us; we need to get out of here fast because we're just sitting around basically just waiting to get caught at this point because we do not want to stay in the same spot." And we've been looking at this road over this fence, and we haven't seen a single set of cop lights or even cars passing by, so we know our window's closing, and we got to get going fast. So we hopped over that fence and got on that freeway bridge and just sprinted across that thing because we didn't want to get caught up by cops. But it was weird because it was extremely busy; there was a bunch of traffic and cops out, but the second that a cop tried to chase us, we didn't hear or see a single car on this road after that; it got dead silent; it was eerily quiet, and it was creepy. And so we got off of that freeway bridge; we didn't see any cops; our anxiety was starting to go away, and so we continue to walk down this road until all of a sudden, right ahead, I see some headlights coming towards us. And cops have very, very specific headlights; if you pay attention to it enough, you will notice it. And so I'm like, "Oh my God, I think that's a cop up there! James! J-Jam, is that a cop?" He looks up; he's like, "Oh, that's definitely a cop; that's definitely a cop." So we turn around to just go to, to go a different direction; that's when we see another cop coming over the freeway bridge we just crossed. So now we have to analyze our options really fast to decide where we're going to go. And all of a sudden I see a parking lot ahead of us, so we start sprinting; we get to that parking lot just before the both of them do. One of the officers pulls in, and like the first guy comes chasing at us, practically trying to PIT maneuver us before we can get to the fence at the end into the parking lot. The second officer completely blocks off the exit so that way we can't run away like around the other side. And James is in front of me; I'm right behind him; he's running over to that fence to, like, about to hop it. But this is a completely barbed-wire fence because, you know, it's, it's enclosing like, um, an abandoned water park, so they don't want anyone getting up and in there. But if you don't know, barbed-wire fences are super easy to hop if you go right by where the gate is because the barbed wire is straight across; it doesn't come like, uh, out towards you, so it's super easy to hop. James ran over straight to that gate; he jumps on it, immediately hops it; I was right behind him; my pants got caught on it and ripped them like right above my knee. And the cop was literally probably about 5 ft behind us by the time we both hopped that and started sprinting into the darkness of where this water park used to be.

We're just [ __ ] standing in the middle of this completely pitch-black field, and everything is so dark, and all of a sudden we both get on the same page because we're like, "These cops know exactly where we are; they know the general vicinity of where we've been and the direction that we're going because we keep trying to walk this way, and the where we were happened to be between the both of the Cordelane police departments, so we are not going to this party anymore; there is absolutely no way! If we start walking towards the direction of this party, we'll be walking over to what's technically the other police station, meaning that they'll start sending more cops from the second police station over in our direction, so we'd technically just be walking over to, basically, just getting arrested, detained; nothing good was in that direction. But if we stayed where we were, this was technically closer to the other police station, so they would be sending more cops to that area from that police station. Like, no matter what, it was not good, but they knew where we were going, so we figured we just need to get completely out of here; this is, is not good; we're trapped in an abandoned water park; they know where we are; we got to get moving." So we run across that field and we hop the fence out of like the, um, abandoned water park. And this thing was right on, um, like where the freeway was as well as a bridge over the freeway, and we saw how things went on that last freeway bridge, so like there was absolutely no way we're crossing over there; we are running across the freeway. It was the middle of the night; there was not too much traffic at all because, like I said, I live in a smaller town. And so we hopped that barbed-wire fence; we start running down like the, um, slope of the hill down into the actual freeway; we run across that, hop the barriers, and we go underneath the bridge because the bridge, uh, that went over the freeway was also, um, the other highway, so we did not want to cross the highway; there was going to be a lot of cops on there because that was the road from like where they would be coming from the police station, a lot of them. And so we go underneath that and start walking up because, like, "Okay, where are we going to go?" All I'm seeing is cops because we started seeing some cops fly above that bridge that we were just on; we heard their lights and just heard them go right past towards that water park that we were just at. So they all knew where we were; these, these people seem like they had better CS than like Prime Ninja when he was playing in stream. I'm like, "It was bad; they were literally calming up way too good; they could find us easily, and they were sending so many officers super quickly, and they were just, they were on us badly and wanted to catch us." But sadly, they wanted to catch us; we needed to get away; they didn't play around when it came to finding us, but we just were try-hards at getting away; we could not get caught; we could not get in trouble; we need to get away. And so we saw that all those cops were going that way, so like, "Okay, we clearly need to, like, um, hide out; we can't be on the sidewalk; we can't be anywhere in sight." But we're in a really bad spot for this because everywhere is just sidewalks and in sight. But just up the road there was going to be a, like, the string of hotels, and those hotels didn't have any underground parking; they just had intricate like parking lots that were all fenced off from one another, so it was perfect to hide in there. So we just had to get across like this gas station, and I think one other thing before we got to those actual hotels themselves. Sadly, as we were walking across that gas station, everything—a cop saw us and started coming for us. So we sprinted all the way over there as fast as we could, hopped that fence, and then the cops started coming into the actual complex with us. And so every single time that we would hop a fence, we would get up elevated enough to see more lights in a different area; it seemed like no matter what area we were looking, there was more cop lights coming from somewhere, and like it was just getting worse and worse and worse. I felt like I had five stars in GTA and was somehow still rising to like 10 or something; I don't even know; I was breaking new heights, reaching new grounds, and it was just not a good situation. My stress is at an all-time high; so was James'. We pro, but we can't even stop for a second or we get caught; it was such a bad situation. And so we're hopping all these fences, and eventually we're like, "Okay, we can't sit to get caught; more cops are coming down each side of the road; we just need to break for it because we're at the last string of, um, like hotels." So the second we hop out of this complex, we just have to run. And so the other cop was coming in through there; we saw the lights around the actual complex, so we hopped out of that right as one of the cops was coming around; we technically trapped him inside of the actual, um, like, uh, parking lot complex, so he couldn't get out; he was fenced in; had to go all the way back out around. As we did that, we sprinted across the, uh, road and into the Lowe's parking lot. But we weren't heading to Lowe's; the whole reason that we were heading this way is because there was this apartment complex right in between Lowe's and Winco that was fairly inaccessible from the side of the street street we were on. And if you've ever lived in apartment complexes in general, you know that they're impossible to navigate; like you try and order a pizza to your apartment complex and your actual building number; it's like winning the lottery if they actually deliver it right; like it is a maze to get through them. So leading cops here meant that they were not going to be able to get through it, especially since the way that this complex was like built; it was like a bunch of, uh, apartments in a circle around a field where there was a playground. So if we ran straight through that, it was going to be very hard for them to get to the other side of the apartments where there was another parking lot. So we sprinted straight through there, and the entire time that we're running across the street, through Lowe's, hopping all these fences, essentially from the water park, we are dead sprinting. And by the time I get to Lowe's into where this apartment complex is, me and James both feel like our bodies are about to give out; like we are exhausted; we haven't had water since that Taco Bell water cup; we're dehydrated; we've been dead sprinting; we feel sore; everything is just not going good for us, but we're still getting away. So we're in the center of this apartment complex; we're kind of thinking of where to go because by the time that we're continuously running through, like, that field where that thing is until the where the park is until that actual parking lot on the other side where the other street is, once we get to that street, our only option is going to be either left or right; it is a massive hill right behind where Winco is where we can either go right into where this neighborhood is, and it's just a maze and it's not good, or down this hill to the left where is just going to be another main road where all the cops are going where it's just not good. And we're standing here trying—well, we're not standing; we're like jogging, running, sprinting, whatever you want to call it—and these cops, I know, are going to be coming from either side of this road that we're sprinting to in a matter of less than 60 seconds because we turned around and we saw on the far side where we just came from, where from where Lowe's parking lot is, there, it's just purple; there are so many cops over there on that side that it's just purple; like walls are getting painted purple; it's bad; like that's a lot of cops; they're going to be coming around the other side; we need to think. And so it's literally right or left, and me and James are saying like, "Oh," so I'm like, "Okay, go left! Go left!" So we start running down this hill, and so that's because I remembered right, uh, be to the beside like where this hill was, there was a big old landfill where it's just like a gigantic hole in the ground; it's completely fenced around, and you...

You can't even see in this fence. It's not a chain link; it has like blocks in them. It's completely closed off; nobody can see in there. So I'm like, okay, we need to run; we need to get up in there. So we sprint down this hill, hop over, get in the landfill, and start walking down there.

Because this entire night was basically just all of the stuff that we had done throughout all of our time sneaking out; just all the havoc that we wreaked on the town was catching up to us right now. These cops had basically—I'm fairly sure that in their mind they honestly probably had meetings about us—from how much stuff we were doing. But they were probably just trying to put a stop to it and teach us a lesson, because we would always get away. And so this night they're like, "You know what? No, we're just going ham." They were sending basically any officer that was on patrol out to try and get us.

So we jumped up in there into this landfill, and we finally had a second to catch our breath. The landfill was 2.2 miles away from the abandoned water park where basically all of the dead sprinting started from. There, so bare minimum, we had been dead sprinting for 2.2 miles, plus all of the weird stuff we had to backtrack; we had to hop fences; we had to do all sorts of weird stuff to evade these cops. So it was definitely more than 2.2 miles dead sprinting the entire time.

So we're in this landfill; we have a chance to catch our breath. We are walking very, very slowly so we can catch our breath; we can relax for a second. And we start getting on my phone that way James can text some other chicks, you know, try to find a move for the night. Because since we can't go to this party, we need to find something else to do, because the night is still young, you know what I'm saying? Like it's only like probably 1:30, you know, just before 2. So if we find a move quick enough, we can go do something for like an hour and a half, two hours, and still make it home in time without getting caught, sum up the night, have a good fun time to end everything off right.

And so, by the way, I never understood when I was younger, you know, a teenager—well, I still technically am—but they say, you know, you feel invincible when you're a teenager. I never believed that. I was just walking, strolling through this—just strolling through government-owned property, closed-off landfill with a 100-foot deficit. I was 5 feet away from it and pitch black, and I was just walking away from at least 30 cops chasing me. You definitely do feel invincible. I don't know what was going through my mind, but I was completely calm—so clearly, nothing that it should have been going through. I was completely calm this entire time; so was James. He's just texting these chicks.

Eventually, we get to the end of the landfill, and we had to hop this barbed wire fence, and it connected over to this like—um—like an actual dump, you know, the landfill and then the dump. They're right next to each other with a barbed wire fence like uh, blocking them off. But right in front of the dump is exactly where that uh, like gas station is that only police officers use. So not only are we next to that, but we're also right next to the two main roads that connect to the police station. So we're now right next to one of the police stations; they're sending officers from the other police station. So there are two police stations right there that are sending responding officers, and it is getting bad. We are seeing so many cops, and it's past 1:30, like I said, and they're still turning on their sirens. They had comms that would rival FNCS players. The second that they spotted us, the town would get painted purple wherever we were. These cops were hawking us, trying to get us, and they were not going to let us go. They practically had the entire team like trying to find us, just for our two kids sneaking out at night.

And so the landfill, you could not see into, no matter how hard you tried; you know, it was completely blocked off, and it was pitch black. Inside the dump, on the other hand, it was impossible not to see inside. You could see any part of the dump that you wanted to; they had lights that were on 24/7 that illuminated the entire place, and it was surrounded by chain link fences. The whole time we're walking through this dump, I'm staring outside through this chain link fence onto the road, just looking for any cops, because like I said, this was the hot spot for cops. There were always cops flying up and down this road, no matter the time of day; even, even at night, didn't matter if we were running; there were just always cops there, no matter what, right? So I'm staring at this road, watching for cops; James is on the phone, texting these chicks, trying to set up a move for the night, and I was just going to let him know if I saw any cops.

I saw one fly by, but they were literally probably going 45, 10 over the speed limit, and they just flew straight down that road. So I'm like, "Oh, okay, clearly they didn't see us." And then all of a sudden, probably like another 10 minutes goes by; we're—another—we're midway through this um, dump, like walking through it, and all of a sudden I see another cop going down that street, but he's going way slower, and all of a sudden he sees us. I can't see in his car, but I know that we lock eyes. I'm like, "Oh, that is not good." So he slowed down almost to a stop; we lock eyes; we're staring at each other for a second; then all of a sudden he just speeds off down the road. I see him just like turn around and start coming down the other side even faster. I'm like, "Oh, this is not good." I'm like, "James, James, James! He saw us! He saw us! He saw us!" James, there's a cop that sees—like one second—one second. He's texting on my phone, ignoring me. This dude is so into his phone that he's not even hearing me say, "Yo, cops are after us." He just had no worries in the world, no matter how many cops are after us; he's just more concerned about—concerned about setting up a move. So I'm like, "Hey, James, James, James! One second! One second! One second!" I literally had to wait for him to send—uh—finish sending his message to even be able to tell him, "Hey, man, a cop just pulled in here." And by the time I was able to tell him, another cop pulled in there, because they—like I said—their comms would have rivaled FNCS players. The second that they spotted us, they had the whole team pulling up on us; it was a problem, dude.

And so I'm like, "Dude, two cops just pulled into here," and he's like, "What? Really?" I'm like, "Yes, really! Why would I lie about this? Yes, they did." He's like, "Well, what should we do? What should we do?" And so I'm like, "Well, we're going to have to run across the street, because right ahead of this road it literally went dump, a little bit of field, and then fire station. Right behind the fire station is the police station. And right across this street, though, was this park and then the bike path that we could always evade from these cops." We were done playing around, and for good reason, because as I keep explaining, you know, we had our sneaking-out uniforms, which was super good for only ever having one description of us, never getting caught, not seeing our face, all of that—super good for it, right? What it's not good for is the second any cop sees us, they immediately relate that to, "Oh, those are the same people who did this, this, this, this, and this when they were out at night. So they're definitely not up to good." You know, super bad for that front of just cops instantly recognizing us. So all of them had their own separate vendetta, separate rage, separate reasons for wanting to catch us, but all of them collectively wanted to catch us, especially now since it started off with us just pushing over a sign and being out past curfew. Two things right there they could technically probably get us for—like four things in court if we got charged for all four of them. But after that, we had trespassing on unbelievable amounts of things, evading officers—like our crimes are just getting racked up as the minutes passed from us evading these officers. So it was just getting like real bad out here, you know? We're like, "This is just not good at all," right?

And so we run across, we hop this fence from the um—uh—dump, because all these cops are getting closer and closer to us; they're inching through the dump, you know? And so the dump is really hard to navigate, though, you know? We were on foot; we could just get wherever we wanted. The cops had to take actual roads and different places to get there, so we had a good advantage in the dump of like: one, they couldn't see us; two, they could see us easier from the road than inside the actual dump. Two officers are in the dump, and so like, this is perfect; they're in the dump; they think we're in there; we've got to cross this road before more cops get here. So we hop the fence; we go to run across the road; right as we run across the road, a cop is coming from where the station is, sees us going into that field. So like, no, this is not good; not good. So we sprint across, up through that uh, park into like where the bike path is, and we're like, "Okay, at least one to possibly two or three cops saw us run across to here, so they know where we are, but we're on the bike path." And bike path is basically home-court advantage for us. And even though we couldn't go to the party, James found another Twan setup across to the other side of town. And thankfully, since we were running from the cops, we were already running in the direction of like where this chick's house was, cuz she was on the other side of town where we'd already been evading from the cops, running that entire way without even knowing that's where we needed to go. So it actually really worked out for us.

So we're walking down this bike path; James is still on my phone, texting this chick, trying to work out a plan, you know, tell her when we're going—going to be there, time estimates, all sorts of stuff, just like working out the difficulties of us actually getting there. As we're walking further, further up this bike path—we've probably been walking for a good 10 minutes—we get up to like closer towards the top when all of a sudden I freeze and I grab James. I'm like, "Hang on! Be quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet!" He's like, "What? What? What?" We look up and forward; there was this—so right where we were getting was towards the end of the bike path where there was a crosswalk and a streetlight over to the other side where it continued on a separate side of the road, but it was much more open on that side. As we're getting closer to that, there's a white picket fence that lines the entire side of where the other like side of the bike path is across the street. That white picket fence is completely purple. As soon as I see that, I know that that means there is a minimum of eight cops blocking that bike path up there with their lights on, but no sirens. So I see that; I'm like, "That is not good." I knew it had to be a minimum of eight, too, because when I'd seen like five cops altogether, it makes—like it turns everything purple, but it still flickers with a slight blue, slight red. This was a pure dark purple. There were so many cops there that the lights weren't even flickering; they all just merged into one dead purple. I have never seen that many cops that close together in my town, ever, and I wasn't even close enough to see how many there were yet. So I grabbed—I'm like, "This is bad! This is bad! This is bad!" But thankfully, like I said, bike path was home-court advantage for us, so we knew exactly what to do. Right next to us there was this like government-owned tree farm that was a couple acres long. And so as long as we hop this fence right next to us, we could just walk up that across the street right next to them the entire way until we got past them, and then we could hop back over, continue over to the Twan, and we'd be all good.

So we hopped over into that tree farm, started walking over, and as we—like as we're walking by this fence line with like—got the tree farm and all that stuff—we can see all of the cops at this intersection blocking it off, closed off. Most of them are out of their cars with their lights on, just waiting for us to get to the end of this bike path, because those—like one, two, maybe three officers spotted us when we were running across the road from the um—like government-owned like uh—or sorry, from the dump. And so we started walking after that because we knew we needed to catch our—we'd been running for a second; we just needed to walk. So when we were walking up that whole bike path, that gave them all enough time—cuz their comms were super good—to get all the way up to that spot, block it off, and wait for us up there. But thankfully, they turned on those lights; that was like the reverse bat signal for us. We saw that; we're like, "Okay, well, I guess danger for us is that way; nothing good happening over there; let's hop over this fence." So we hopped, walked up, and as we're seeing all of those cop cars—I couldn't even count how many there were—I also could barely see; my vision was shaky from how much adrenaline was in my system. Once I saw the sheer amount of cop cars that we were running from, because I already figured we'd been running from, you know, both of Cordel Lane's police departments, but what I didn't think would happen was the town over, Hayden; they sent police officers out as well. I saw Hayden PD over in my town. I have never seen the other town's police officers even patrolling in my area, and they were there with their lights on, waiting for us. Three separate police departments. So I saw that; my stomach dropped so bad; my heart rate went up; my adrenaline was pumping. I'm like, "We need to get out of here!" So we hopped that fence, and well, we walked up probably good another 100 feet, hopped that fence, got in the center of the road, and we were at least 200 feet away from them by this point. There was no way that they could see us, and we were in complete darkness as well. We hopped that, ran across the street, ran all the way past this middle school over to where this park was, and just posted up there inside of the actual park itself while we went to text these chicks. Because after James had put down the phone when we initially saw all the purple ahead of us, we had to stop texting them, and it had been a while since we texted them—at least 30 minutes—to just pure running, sprinting, you know, panting, just being tired. And we had gotten to this park; we'd been evading these officers for bare minimum two and a half hours. Bare minimum two and a half hours of running from these officers—at least from like 12:30, and it was about 3 right now.

And so we're sitting there, and we're like, "This is just not going good. How are they still looking for us? There are three different police departments; this is not good. We need to sit down; we need to figure out if we're going to this chick's house or not, or whatever the deal is, because they wanted to catch us so bad. And the fact that they couldn't catch two like 14-year-old kids looked so bad for three police departments. How can three police departments not catch two 14-year-olds? You know what I'm saying?" So we're posted up in this park; we're calling these chicks; we're texting them; we're trying to get anything to work. And lo and behold, they pass out again. If you watch the marathon video that I posted, this was the same exact Twan that my—that James set up before they passed out when they were at the hotel. They passed out once again when we're on our way evading from these cops. So we're like, "Are you kidding me? Like you're—you're seriously about to pass out again? Like—like right as we're about to get over there again for a second, you're going to fall asleep on us again?" So now we're just posted up inside of this like um, park, and we're like, "Okay, what are we going to do from here?" We decided to hide out at the park for a little second longer just to figure out what we were doing, because sadly, we've been evading these cops for bare minimum, you know, 2 1/2 hours, like I said, and we are at this park, and it is over four miles away from where that abandoned water park was. We had been chased for over four miles dead sprinting, evading three different police squadrons, almost clear across to a different town, and they were still looking for us, and we didn't even do anything too bad. Like at this point, it was very clearly just an ego thing for all these police officers; like they just genuinely did not want their superiors to believe that they couldn't come out and catch some teenagers, you know? And but they clearly couldn't.

So we're just posted up at this park; it's getting way too late; we're starting to realize that we are just going to have to go home, go separate ways without doing anything too fun tonight. And so we're like, "There's no way what's about to have to happen, but it's definitely what's going to have to happen, because they're still trying to chase us, and they are not giving up." And right as we're talking about this, we look out from like the actual like playground around the street circling the actual park itself, and we see a cop patrolling that area as well. So as soon as we see that, we're like, "There is no way they're about to give up; they clearly are not going back—back to the station without us; they're just going to be patrolling all night; this is really bad." So after we see that that cop gets kind of out of eyesight from the park, we start taking off and sprinting to try to get over towards the bike path and start heading home for the both of us. So, and we figured since that cop just got out of eyesight and they were patrolling the area, these cops were clearly trying very hard to find us, which meant that they broke apart and they were probably really scanning the area, which meant that we had a good enough window to the point where if this cop was on this road, it would be a very long time until—or not a long time—but a long enough time until another cop went up that road to the point where we could just dead sprint down that road, not be seen, and hopefully just get to the bike path like we needed to go to. Once we got onto the bike path, this is when we decided that we just needed to split up and go separate directions, because at this point we had been sprinting miles and miles and miles, and there was just no end in sight. So we just need to split off and go to both of our houses and just end the night here, because clearly nothing good was coming from here. It was starting to get way too early in the morning to the point that if we just ran around any longer, we would risk getting caught when we snuck in. So we figured that we need to split off, separate directions, and normally we would both walk to that dog park that we started this story at, because it was about a 50/50 even walk to each of our houses from there. But since we were running from so many cops, we just split off right then and there at that bike path. I started walking back towards my house, and James started going back towards his. And so I had to walk all the way up the bike path over to my neighborhood, and I basically ran the entire way. I had no problems; didn't see any more cops; I was all good; made it home; snuck in; everything was all fine for me. James on…

The other hand, he had to cross the street, hop the fence into that, um, like, Tree Farm once again, and run all the way through that tree farm, hop some other fences to get to this golf course and then to his house. And he apparently saw at least two to three cops patrolling in his neighborhood because it was around the same area as the bike path and everything else that just had went down and happened. And none of them saw him. And he's not sure if they were like the same cops, just, just one cop, just patrolling the area, or if it was different ones. Regardless, he saw two to three cops, and he was scared shitless, but he got home just fine as well. And this is where the story should end, but as I previously explained, these cops had seen us a lot; we'd had a, a lot of run-ins with them; we'd ran away from them a lot in the past; we knew them, but they technically on, like, a name-to-name, face-to-face basis, but just they probably had memos about us.

And so, at the time I was 14, so I was working one of my first jobs at this restaurant joint called, at this Mexican, Mexican place called Azteka. And so I was a buser, so I would just like clean people's plates, you know, take them back to the kitchen; I would bring chips and salsa out to people. And when there was larger reservations, that meant I would set their table and like bring chips and salsa to it before they got there. This one specific shift, probably about a week after like this night happened, I had had like this reservation for nine that was in the back, in the specific room for bigger parties. So I went back there, I set up their table, put their chips and salsa down, did whatever. And then the way that this table set up was, it was eight people, so it was [__] like, uh, it was four seats on each side, and at the very end there was an extra chair, cuz there were nine people, right? One chair at the very end of that. As the people filled in, eight got there, filled up all those seats besides the end one. So I go to bring them chips and salsa after I see that they're all sat down there. Once I come back though, that ninth chair is filled, and you know who's in it? An on-duty officer who's probably on his lunch break, still in all of his clothes. And I'm fairly sure it was a sheriff.

And so I see that, I'm like, oh, I do not like this, cuz I already don't like talking to cops, and especially after what just went on, you really think I'm about to go up to him and just start, just chopping it up with him? Yapp it away? God, no. You got me so, so messed; I'm not doing none of that, right? And so, um, I go to bring the chips and salsa over there; I'm like, okay, I just need to be this to be as quick as possible because I had a lot of face-to-face interactions with cops right before running away, to the point where they might recognize my face. And so I walk on back there, I go, set down chips and salsa, and every single time this cop sees me, he's been like, looking at me, and I bring that down, he's locking eyes on me, stares at me the whole way there. As soon as I set down those chips and salsa, he starts questioning me hard immediately; he's just like, "Hey man, what's your name?" So I start lying instantly. I already had a backup plan the second that I saw it was a cop in there, back there, just in case anything happened; I needed to have a backup plan. So I walked back there; he's like, "What's your name?" So I immediately start telling him my old best friend Jackson, who moved to Arizona. I start telling him all his information, like, "What's your name?" Oh, Jackson. Last name? Tell him his last name. He's like, "Oh, where are you from?" Arizona. Oh, what city? Tell him that city. He starts questioning me down to my street name, my address, my school, all this stuff because he knows I'm capping, and he knows that he's seen me before because he started off this whole conversation like, "Oh, what's your name? Like I feel like I've seen you around here before," because he obviously definitely had, probably a couple nights ago when I was running away from him, putting like, trains on him, just gapping him, running away, hopping fences, or whatever. And so he sees that, he sees me, starts asking my name, give him all this false information till he starts questioning me down to minute details about like what street address I had and all this stuff, and I'm like, "Uh, I, I don't really feel comfortable telling you this information, officer. I have other tables to get to." Walk away from him, and I go and tell my, uh, like the server, one of my managers, I was like, serving the table; I'm like, "Look, I am fairly sure this is the same exact cop that I just ran away from a couple days ago because I was fairly sure that this was like, I was 95% sure that this was the cop that James jumped around, flipped off, like the, the cop that started off this entire night that James jumped up, turned around, flipped off. Fairly sure it was that exact officer that I just served chips and salsa to. So I'm like, I am not stepping foot near this man again. I already gave him my whole background; I gave him my name, everything. If he asked, tell him Jackson, this information in that, but this is not looking good for me." My uh, manager was like, "Okay, yeah, bet." I didn't have to deal with that table for one second after, and seeing that officer walk out of that restaurant after eating his meal, I, I have never been happier to clean up a table in my life. Having him walk out of there felt like stealing my mom's anxiety medication; I was instantly relieved, you know, no stress, everything gone; I was feeling like in harmony, just perfectly fine. And this just goes to show that you need to be extremely conscious about all of your actions because one small event can lead to a huge ripple, domino effect of events that could almost get you [__]. Thank you so much to those of y'all who watched to the end of the video. If y'all have any questions or any concerns about the story, just anything in general you want answered, drop those down in the comments. I will try my very best to reply to as many as I see. And I'm also very sorry about how long it took to get this video out. As you can see, I'm in a completely different setup; that's because this is now my house. I just moved out of my mom's apartment, got my own place, so we shouldn't be having any more delays, at least this big, for videos in the near future. Now that we're in the content house, things will only be going up from here on that. And if you guys enjoy it, make sure to, you know, fck, like the video or whatever, but also, just because the stories are funny, the stories are good, you know, whatever, whatever the case is, whatever your think is on the story, that does not mean that you should do it. These are very, very, very, very stupid decisions that I made when I was younger, in my teenage years. You should not try to recreate anything that you see in these videos. It might be fun; it might be funny, but that does not mean it's safe. Do not try to attempt anything you see in these videos. And I love all y'all; make sure you only got some positive energy coming your way; make sure you're only like, you know, keeping your vibration high; don't get low; don't get negative; maybe get off YouTube if you watch all the way to the end of this cuz it's like an hour long and you probably need some sunlight, fresh air, and to touch some grass. But um, I love y'all, and I'll see y'all in the next one.