We were teens and as teens went, we were idiots. So this dude Steven says he knows how to make a person "go to sleep" and that it's real cool. So, being one of those teen idiots, I not only was the first to ask "how?", but I was also the schmuck who volunteered to be "put to sleep".
I leaned up against one of the garage doors in the alley and all the other idiots were watching and waiting as Steven told me to hold my breath as he put his palms on my chest and applied pressure.
The next thing I recall was "waking up" from the ground. I have no idea what the fuck he did or that I should have at that time, been grateful to have survived.
Oh, them good old days.