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Bad Trip
I was standing there I felt like I was
sum where else. Everything was so blurry.
I looked over at jay and said, "that's
how tosha gets fucked up" started
falling forward. While all I could see
was the floor. It was carpet. But it
had so many designs. The next thing
I know I see nothing but white, then
everything was pitch black. Every time
I tried to look at something, I couldn't
make out what it was. The clock looked
like a big green dot. The TV looked
dark and evil. The chair was so blurry
I thought it was moving. When I stood
up I could barely tell where I could
walk. I had to grab something every
time I tried. The bathroom looked like
it was moving towards me. It was so
bright I couldn't even see. Every time
I closed my eyes, I saw visions of past
things. Coming back to haunt me. After
a little while of lying there with my
eyes open I came back a little bit.
I got up and walked downstairs. When
I got downstairs everything was weird.
I laid on the waterbed. And felt like
I was in a boat on the sea. I even felt
the nice cool breeze. When I finally
went to sleep, I woke up three hours
later. Still tripping just not bad.
I walked downtown. I felt like if was
in a cartoon. The bushes moved and the
sun was shining. I went back home and
fell asleep again. When I woke up, I
just realized everything that happened
was a Bad Trip
4/20
I get up for school that morning. Put on my clothes. Brush my teeth and hair. Grab my schoolbooks and wait outside for my ride. When he finally got there, school had already started. We figured since it was 4/20 we'd go and pick up some friends. And get the biggest bag we could. Then we'd go down the same old dirt road and find Colby trails. Then back to our favorite party spot and pack the bowl. Take the lighter and spark our sweet sweet chiva, and got really stoned. Then we left the trails. And went to a friends house and got some alcohol. Then we got Hungary and went into town and eat subway. then back to our party spot smoked more. And then we went drinkin, smokin, drinkin, and jammin to music, until school got out. Then I went home and slept forever.
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