When my son was 12 years old he was encountered by some teanage boys with cigarettes. They tried to get him to smoke but he told them it will kill them and he walked away. It's been two years and those boys still don't even look at him, but he's ok with that. I was proud of him for even telling me about that whole situation, but even more proud that he stood his ground. I have to say, I'm pretty proud of myself for raising such a smart young man.