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So one day, a friend of mine had sold me a gram of Weed, or so I
thought. I
had set up my room, alone in my house. I packed a bowl into a small
Bamboo
pipe. I smoked about two bowls. Not much compared to my usual.
The effects did not start until ten minutes later after I had cleaned
up my
area. This time I had decided I wouldn’t play any music. And my TV
remained
off.
Once, I had be came to feel my usual high, I decided I was thirsty and
began
to walk to the kitchen. Every step I took, my feet began to melt into
my
carpet. My vision began to blur.
At this point, my mind began to wonder. And I sat on my bed, just
staring
out through my door. Time flew by, and what seemed like days ended in
hours.
I was scared, I didn’t feel right. And I didn’t know why. Which made we
worry, in turn made me feel worse. I felt alone.
I didn’t expect anything of that sort to happen. I had thought I was
just
going to get a normal high. But ended in a whole new experience, I
wasn’t
ready for.
Later one when I know what to expect and not fear the feeling I wish to
try
this again. And next time have some one their with me to share this
experience.
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