Kids are taking risk in dangerous new ways thrills that KILL
By Mary A Fischer, " Reader's Digest "
Robert and Phyllis Evans considered themsevles lucky. They had three wonderful children whom they adored and after 26 years of marriage, their relationship was still solid. They owned a four-bedroom, two-story house in the woodsy, close-knit town of Mill Valley, California. In their yard, surrounded by wild blackberry bushes, they often saw fawns and buck with giant antlers.
One evening in November 1999, the Evanses became concerned when they noticed a red, indented mark on their son Joel's neck. It looked like the 14 years-old high school student had pulled his T-shirt tight around his throat. Or maybe someone at school had been tough with him, his father thought, " What happened to your neck? " his mother asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, " Joel said, and went back to playing video games on his computer. Joey was not a kid you had to worry about, so his parents let it go. He wasn't wild and he didn't take drugs or drink. He was smart , responsible even " a little nerdy" by his mother's estimation. He hadn't developedan interest in girls yet, he'd rather spend time on his computer and with his pet rabbit Fafner. He didn't care that his jeans were too short, or that his straight bangs made him look like a little boy.
His older brother Daniel, 16 was the risk-taker. He'd recently been sneaking out of the house late at night to meet with friends. Joel on the other hand, was more cautious type, Or so his parents thoughts until March 2000, some months after noticing the mark on his neck, when they came home one afternoon and couldn't find him. Thinking he was playing a favorite game--hiding so he could pop out and surprise them-- they countiuned loooking. Phyllis Evans surveyed her son's bedroom a second time and in the dark she saw a shadow by the window. " That's where I found him " she says, her voice trembling. " He had the cord from the mini-blind wrapped around his neck, and he was just hanging there, It was such a nightmare. You just can't believe something like this can happen ".
Robert Evans immediately called 911. He cut down his son, laid him on the bed and administered CPR- but it was too late. The coroner ruled the death a suicide, but in part because of Joel's young age, questioned whether it was interntional. None of it made any sense to his parents. This wasn't a troubled kid, or a kid who suffered from depression.
Recently, after seeing TV reports about a disturbing trend popular among teens that goes by various names--pass out, space monkey and the chocking game-- the Evanses believe they finally know what happened. The red mark on Joel's neck was evidence, they contend that he had been experimenting with the risky suffocation game in which kids cut off oxygen to their brains momentarily to achieve a euphoric drug-like high. Tragically, it appears that Joel like some 1,000 youth each year, accidentally strangled himself while playing around with the cord. As for how he learned about the bizarre practice, the Evanses are convinced it was from friends and the Internet.
By Mary A Fischer, " Reader's Digest "
Robert and Phyllis Evans considered themsevles lucky. They had three wonderful children whom they adored and after 26 years of marriage, their relationship was still solid. They owned a four-bedroom, two-story house in the woodsy, close-knit town of Mill Valley, California. In their yard, surrounded by wild blackberry bushes, they often saw fawns and buck with giant antlers.
One evening in November 1999, the Evanses became concerned when they noticed a red, indented mark on their son Joel's neck. It looked like the 14 years-old high school student had pulled his T-shirt tight around his throat. Or maybe someone at school had been tough with him, his father thought, " What happened to your neck? " his mother asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, " Joel said, and went back to playing video games on his computer. Joey was not a kid you had to worry about, so his parents let it go. He wasn't wild and he didn't take drugs or drink. He was smart , responsible even " a little nerdy" by his mother's estimation. He hadn't developedan interest in girls yet, he'd rather spend time on his computer and with his pet rabbit Fafner. He didn't care that his jeans were too short, or that his straight bangs made him look like a little boy.
His older brother Daniel, 16 was the risk-taker. He'd recently been sneaking out of the house late at night to meet with friends. Joel on the other hand, was more cautious type, Or so his parents thoughts until March 2000, some months after noticing the mark on his neck, when they came home one afternoon and couldn't find him. Thinking he was playing a favorite game--hiding so he could pop out and surprise them-- they countiuned loooking. Phyllis Evans surveyed her son's bedroom a second time and in the dark she saw a shadow by the window. " That's where I found him " she says, her voice trembling. " He had the cord from the mini-blind wrapped around his neck, and he was just hanging there, It was such a nightmare. You just can't believe something like this can happen ".
Robert Evans immediately called 911. He cut down his son, laid him on the bed and administered CPR- but it was too late. The coroner ruled the death a suicide, but in part because of Joel's young age, questioned whether it was interntional. None of it made any sense to his parents. This wasn't a troubled kid, or a kid who suffered from depression.
Recently, after seeing TV reports about a disturbing trend popular among teens that goes by various names--pass out, space monkey and the chocking game-- the Evanses believe they finally know what happened. The red mark on Joel's neck was evidence, they contend that he had been experimenting with the risky suffocation game in which kids cut off oxygen to their brains momentarily to achieve a euphoric drug-like high. Tragically, it appears that Joel like some 1,000 youth each year, accidentally strangled himself while playing around with the cord. As for how he learned about the bizarre practice, the Evanses are convinced it was from friends and the Internet.