I am going to share story about my freshman year roommate. In college just to show off he started smoking, drinking and even drugs. He used to carry a packet of grass in his pocket all the time. I talked to him and even threatened him that I will tell his parents about it. But all explanations went in vein. I belong to a very religious family. One day my parents came to my hostel room and the room was full of smell of smoking pot. My parents thought I started smoking pot and my mom started crying. My dad started talking about taking me home or put me in a rehab. I told them the reality and on the same day shifted to another room. Well I have to say my roommate failed.
