When I was younger, I went to summer time camp with all of our friends. Both of us always had a great time at Camp, whether the two of us were hiking, fishing, or kayaking, some of our friends lived close to our home and others were much further away. Two men from the camp were from Denver, CO. I stayed in touch with these men even after summer time camp was over; One time our mom sent myself and others on an aircraft to visit with our friends. It was the first time I ever got on an aircraft. I stayed with our friend’s parents and the two of us visited all of the cool places to see in Denver, but after our friends and I graduated from middle school, I went to junior school. I absolutely did not savor going to class and reading and I quickly realized that school was not for me, and jack and Jason told myself and others to move to Denver. They promised to find myself and others a great job if I moved to the city. There were a ton of great reasons to move to Denver. My friends were at the top of the list, however recreational and medical marijuana was just underneath. I smoked recreational marijuana with our friends, and it sounded actually cool to live in a place where it was legal. Shortly after the men presented myself and others with the offer, I accepted. I moved to Denver a couple of weeks later. My mom was concerned to see myself and others move 1500 miles away from home. As promised, Jason got myself and others a job working with him at a recreational marijuana dispensary. I work the counter on the weekends and days.