IAmTheWalrus
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so one December day my mom told us she would be leaving for a weekend to help her friend move into her house in southern illinois. she left the car at her friends house, left me, my brother and my friend b at my house.
the first night, we just sat around, bored, smoked some weed and went to sleep.
the next day we came up with the idea of taking mom's car, getting some pills, and trippin our asses off all day. (we had a spare key for the car that i dont think my mom knew she left behind). so we walked to my moms friends house. it took us an hour. at the time, i was 16 and two months away from getting my drivers license, so i was nervous as hell. luckily we didnt get caught. i drove straight to walmart where b and i each jacked a box of coriciden cough and cold ( i know now how stupid it was to use this of all the dxm products out there). i also bought a pack of gum and a coke, so we didnt look suspicious and also so we had something to take the pills with. on the way out, the alarm sounded and the old man who was watching the door approached us. i managed to play it cool, shrugging and opening my bag so he could see the pop and coke. he just shook his head and walked away. (at this point, we were confused bc the alarm had never sounded before. we found out later that they had recently started putting bars inside the boxes so it would be detected as you walked through the door.)
we got into my mom's car where my younger brother awaited us. we all took our pills. i took 10. when i first started doing dxm, i used 2-3 times a month for about 6 months. so this was the first time using it again in six months, my tolerance was not as high, and my weight was low, so ten got me fucked up.
about a block away from the house (the drive from walmart was only about 10-15 min), my friend b started to throw up in the backseat. she almost always threw up when we did dex. i pulled over and let her finish outside, but she trashed the backseat of the car. so we got home quickly, cleaned up. then my brother got a call from one of his friends saying he had some good bud if we wanted any. we decided we did and that we would use the money for food my mom left us for weed.
my brother and i drove back to walmart to pick the kid up, buy the weed, and drop him off at home. this took about 30-40 min. immediately when i stepped out of the car i started to feel something. about 10 min later and i was gone. i put on some nirvana, went upstairs to my brothers room where we all laid in his bed, staring at the blinds and tripping our asses off. i walked to the bathroom. i was walking very slowly and felt like a robot. i threw up and stared into the toilet. the music was getting to me. there was something very creepy and dark about looking at my puke and listening to the angry sounds of nirvana. i screamed suddenly, "someone better turn this fucking shit off!" i whispered to myself in the mirror for a while, how fucked up i was, how fucked up i looked. my face was flushed and my eyes were huge.
someone turned on happy music and we all continued to sit under the blankets. the blinds in my brothers room looked blue and the sunlight shining through them made them look like they were glowing and flashing. i was very confused at this, but content with my confusion.
we went downstairs and smoked two joints. this made my head spin. when i sat at the computer to play solitaire, the screen was flying around in front of me, all the cards were leaving trails. i stared at the visualizations on my media played for a while, trying to put my hand through them.
about 4 or 5 hours after we first took the pills, my brother and b said they felt fine (our other friend left at some point). i didnt feel as fine, but i was definitely coming down. we decided that we should take the car back and take b home. so i did. i was very scared driving because i knew i was still high. i left the windows cracked hoping the feel of cool air would keep me connected to the real world. as i drove down the road, the air rushing past the car was so loud in my ear. i managed to drop b off safely, and return the car to my moms friends house. i tried as hard as i could to get the car in the same position, but it was parallel parked and parallel parking was not my thing at the time. when we positioned it sufficiently, we started to walk home.
i went home and relaxed. the walk brought me down alot. my mom called a while later to say she was on her way from her friends house. my brother and i decided to sneak in a roach before she got home, but our timing was off and she caught us. but she was cool about it. she was more mad that we didnt save any for her lol. later we got some more weed and all three of us smoked up together. the high i got from the weed was different because of the dxm in my system.
all in all, it was a great time with dxm. i always loved coming down from a dxm trip bc of the shaky feeling i had the next day. i have only used it twice since and neither time was as intense.
the first night, we just sat around, bored, smoked some weed and went to sleep.
the next day we came up with the idea of taking mom's car, getting some pills, and trippin our asses off all day. (we had a spare key for the car that i dont think my mom knew she left behind). so we walked to my moms friends house. it took us an hour. at the time, i was 16 and two months away from getting my drivers license, so i was nervous as hell. luckily we didnt get caught. i drove straight to walmart where b and i each jacked a box of coriciden cough and cold ( i know now how stupid it was to use this of all the dxm products out there). i also bought a pack of gum and a coke, so we didnt look suspicious and also so we had something to take the pills with. on the way out, the alarm sounded and the old man who was watching the door approached us. i managed to play it cool, shrugging and opening my bag so he could see the pop and coke. he just shook his head and walked away. (at this point, we were confused bc the alarm had never sounded before. we found out later that they had recently started putting bars inside the boxes so it would be detected as you walked through the door.)
we got into my mom's car where my younger brother awaited us. we all took our pills. i took 10. when i first started doing dxm, i used 2-3 times a month for about 6 months. so this was the first time using it again in six months, my tolerance was not as high, and my weight was low, so ten got me fucked up.
about a block away from the house (the drive from walmart was only about 10-15 min), my friend b started to throw up in the backseat. she almost always threw up when we did dex. i pulled over and let her finish outside, but she trashed the backseat of the car. so we got home quickly, cleaned up. then my brother got a call from one of his friends saying he had some good bud if we wanted any. we decided we did and that we would use the money for food my mom left us for weed.
my brother and i drove back to walmart to pick the kid up, buy the weed, and drop him off at home. this took about 30-40 min. immediately when i stepped out of the car i started to feel something. about 10 min later and i was gone. i put on some nirvana, went upstairs to my brothers room where we all laid in his bed, staring at the blinds and tripping our asses off. i walked to the bathroom. i was walking very slowly and felt like a robot. i threw up and stared into the toilet. the music was getting to me. there was something very creepy and dark about looking at my puke and listening to the angry sounds of nirvana. i screamed suddenly, "someone better turn this fucking shit off!" i whispered to myself in the mirror for a while, how fucked up i was, how fucked up i looked. my face was flushed and my eyes were huge.
someone turned on happy music and we all continued to sit under the blankets. the blinds in my brothers room looked blue and the sunlight shining through them made them look like they were glowing and flashing. i was very confused at this, but content with my confusion.
we went downstairs and smoked two joints. this made my head spin. when i sat at the computer to play solitaire, the screen was flying around in front of me, all the cards were leaving trails. i stared at the visualizations on my media played for a while, trying to put my hand through them.
about 4 or 5 hours after we first took the pills, my brother and b said they felt fine (our other friend left at some point). i didnt feel as fine, but i was definitely coming down. we decided that we should take the car back and take b home. so i did. i was very scared driving because i knew i was still high. i left the windows cracked hoping the feel of cool air would keep me connected to the real world. as i drove down the road, the air rushing past the car was so loud in my ear. i managed to drop b off safely, and return the car to my moms friends house. i tried as hard as i could to get the car in the same position, but it was parallel parked and parallel parking was not my thing at the time. when we positioned it sufficiently, we started to walk home.
i went home and relaxed. the walk brought me down alot. my mom called a while later to say she was on her way from her friends house. my brother and i decided to sneak in a roach before she got home, but our timing was off and she caught us. but she was cool about it. she was more mad that we didnt save any for her lol. later we got some more weed and all three of us smoked up together. the high i got from the weed was different because of the dxm in my system.
all in all, it was a great time with dxm. i always loved coming down from a dxm trip bc of the shaky feeling i had the next day. i have only used it twice since and neither time was as intense.
