I was a little girl in school, drinking started only in the universe community. And so my mom still remembers a 10-year-old story that barely cost her a heart attack. A vigilant mother waited for me by the window from the graduation school until the morning, and therefore almost fainted when a police officer (at the time still) was stopped near the entrance and two mints under white blades pulled me out of it. I was just a little girl and I was afraid to go back through the city all night and polently asked the mints to take me home.