Hey Guys, I'm new so bear with me if i'm doing this wrong. Btw this happened when I was 15-16, i'm 22 now but I never knew what caused this and I would like an answer.
This was the 3rd time I ever smoked.... anything. Now let me add that the first time I tried good ol' mary jane was a week before this incident so i'm still a beginner, yet at the time most of my friends where vanilla faced and claimed me as the "Token Black Guy" ALREADY! So they invite me to a back yard bonfire get together, had no idea what that was at the time either, or what people do at them but I wanted to make more friends because I just moved and transfered to that school.
The Arrival
I knock on the door completely sober (Dad dropped me off, Yea I was straight edge kid), the guy that comes to the door is hesitant to open it cause he doesn't recognize me. I hear conversation but cant make out what they are saying, one of my classmates comes to the window and opens the curtains to get a better view of me, then he leaves and all I hear is "O DAMN its that black guy...slow fades out to inaudible." Guy opens the door and music is BLARING LOUD! I walk in to a meet a greet and introductions of beer and liquor shots. So I get comfortable.
Backyard "What is a BONG?"
So I make my way to the backyard, fire is smoldering, at this point im thinking this is gotta be illegal, theres trees everywhere! I slowly find a seat near the fire kicking it get my first introduction to a keg and get a cup full (That I wont finish). Some guy comes into our circle and introduces a bong, with some greenery in it and starts passing it around. Im investigating everyone on how to hit this thing, and when I get it im confused! I take a "hit" and blow a small cloud out. I swear the music stopped and everyone looked at me (Ok im exaggerating but damn it sure seemed like it) and random dude next to me says "NO BRAH! YOU HIT THAT SHIT THEN YOU PASS IT!" I was like ok fine then I suck harder then I've ever.....
Im Blowed! "The Music in my head wont STOP!"
As soon as I exhale I got tunnel vision, I some how managed to pass the bong with no faults and then shit gets real. This constant looping voice came in my head went like "Laaaaa Laaaaaaaa LAAAAAHHHH Laaaa" it was real DEVILISH to and it scared me! I cant really explain it, I felt like I my throat was being strangled close to dieing! I hear faint voices around me everyone seems to be having a good time but me. Im tripping hard. I think what experience could be comparable to a bad LSD trip with fewer visuals. The bong comes my way again and I pass it to the next guy, I get up a go to a room.
The Blackout
In the room I stumbled into, they were playing Xbox and was chilling. Meanwhile Im out of my mind trapped in this endless loop of music and my tunnel of vision was slowly closing in on me. I Blackout. I wake up in a friends bed the next morning.
From what my friend told me while I was blacked out, girls was scared that i took something before I came there and was OD'ing, they said in a car ride I woke up and said random bullshit that made no sense, and I snored extremely loud. At school that following monday everyone was talking about how i was so "FUCKED UP" at that party.
Guys all i did was take a couple of sips of beer and that massive bong hit. To this day I dont know if it was laced or it was just me. Ive tried other drugs after this incident and still to this day that was the scariest worst "trip" i've ever had. Their was alot on my mind that day and I wasnt completely comfortable at that setting, I just concluded this as my own fault and an adverse effect weed. I wonder if anyone else experienced anything similar. Or I was trying to hang with the big dogs and totally pushed a line that was just drawn a week ago. Who knows.
EDIT: I just reread this and it comes off as im saying I was uncomfortable chilling with other races. I dont mean that at all, In fact im more comfortable with other races then my own, but at that period I had ONE friend present and 3 classmates that recognized me. All the other 41 people I had no clue who they were, and I didnt know the neighborhood that well so I couldnt just walk home if shit hit the fan.
This was the 3rd time I ever smoked.... anything. Now let me add that the first time I tried good ol' mary jane was a week before this incident so i'm still a beginner, yet at the time most of my friends where vanilla faced and claimed me as the "Token Black Guy" ALREADY! So they invite me to a back yard bonfire get together, had no idea what that was at the time either, or what people do at them but I wanted to make more friends because I just moved and transfered to that school.
The Arrival
I knock on the door completely sober (Dad dropped me off, Yea I was straight edge kid), the guy that comes to the door is hesitant to open it cause he doesn't recognize me. I hear conversation but cant make out what they are saying, one of my classmates comes to the window and opens the curtains to get a better view of me, then he leaves and all I hear is "O DAMN its that black guy...slow fades out to inaudible." Guy opens the door and music is BLARING LOUD! I walk in to a meet a greet and introductions of beer and liquor shots. So I get comfortable.
Backyard "What is a BONG?"
So I make my way to the backyard, fire is smoldering, at this point im thinking this is gotta be illegal, theres trees everywhere! I slowly find a seat near the fire kicking it get my first introduction to a keg and get a cup full (That I wont finish). Some guy comes into our circle and introduces a bong, with some greenery in it and starts passing it around. Im investigating everyone on how to hit this thing, and when I get it im confused! I take a "hit" and blow a small cloud out. I swear the music stopped and everyone looked at me (Ok im exaggerating but damn it sure seemed like it) and random dude next to me says "NO BRAH! YOU HIT THAT SHIT THEN YOU PASS IT!" I was like ok fine then I suck harder then I've ever.....
Im Blowed! "The Music in my head wont STOP!"
As soon as I exhale I got tunnel vision, I some how managed to pass the bong with no faults and then shit gets real. This constant looping voice came in my head went like "Laaaaa Laaaaaaaa LAAAAAHHHH Laaaa" it was real DEVILISH to and it scared me! I cant really explain it, I felt like I my throat was being strangled close to dieing! I hear faint voices around me everyone seems to be having a good time but me. Im tripping hard. I think what experience could be comparable to a bad LSD trip with fewer visuals. The bong comes my way again and I pass it to the next guy, I get up a go to a room.
The Blackout
In the room I stumbled into, they were playing Xbox and was chilling. Meanwhile Im out of my mind trapped in this endless loop of music and my tunnel of vision was slowly closing in on me. I Blackout. I wake up in a friends bed the next morning.
From what my friend told me while I was blacked out, girls was scared that i took something before I came there and was OD'ing, they said in a car ride I woke up and said random bullshit that made no sense, and I snored extremely loud. At school that following monday everyone was talking about how i was so "FUCKED UP" at that party.
Guys all i did was take a couple of sips of beer and that massive bong hit. To this day I dont know if it was laced or it was just me. Ive tried other drugs after this incident and still to this day that was the scariest worst "trip" i've ever had. Their was alot on my mind that day and I wasnt completely comfortable at that setting, I just concluded this as my own fault and an adverse effect weed. I wonder if anyone else experienced anything similar. Or I was trying to hang with the big dogs and totally pushed a line that was just drawn a week ago. Who knows.
EDIT: I just reread this and it comes off as im saying I was uncomfortable chilling with other races. I dont mean that at all, In fact im more comfortable with other races then my own, but at that period I had ONE friend present and 3 classmates that recognized me. All the other 41 people I had no clue who they were, and I didnt know the neighborhood that well so I couldnt just walk home if shit hit the fan.
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