I was, maybe 16? Was use to drinking alcohol. Was in a small room with 5 or 6 people. They rolled up 2 joints, passed it around. Offered me some for free, cause it was my first time smoking. So I take a few hits, pass it around. Start feeling really weird. The only thing I can really remember, is hearing a scream in my head, a high pitched scream and I couldn't distinguish if I had actually screamed, or if I imagined it. So I sat there for an intense 2 minutes, trying to figure out "Did I just scream like a girl?", it was too intense so I just got up, acted like I was going to the bathroom, closed the door behind me, and went home. In retrospect, I was tripping balls and I didn't even realize it, lol. The walk to the train station was awkward and weird. Trying to stay out of those disgusting orange street lights, walking along the shadows.
Didn't scare me away though. Love the stuff, still good on occasion and in tiny amounts. I smoke one bowl, and I'm good. Can't smoke like I use to, I get too paranoid.
Didn't scare me away though. Love the stuff, still good on occasion and in tiny amounts. I smoke one bowl, and I'm good. Can't smoke like I use to, I get too paranoid.