methfiend65
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This happened 2 summers ago after I finished grade 10 and was 15 years old. Now I'm graduated still 17 years old and have about 40 mushrooms trips.
I only did mushrooms about 4 times before this and did one 8th each time and had some pretty good and some kinda freaky trips but they always turned out good in the end. Me and two friends who did mushrooms together a few times before decided we should try 7 grams each not knowing what would happen. We go to a meadow in the woods near an ocean and set up a tent and weight up the 21 gram bag of mushrooms and split it 3 ways. After eating them we walked down to the water and I was getting really high quickly. The clouds were moving fast and morphing and it was getting dark so we decided to head back to the tent.
WAlking back the fire alarm siren went off at town hall which is about 2 kilometres from the beach. It kept getting louder and we were sure someone was coming for us. We ran into the woods but it sounded like the noise was coming from every direction and we couldn't escape it. Even though we didn't have a fire and there was no way we were in trouble we thought we were fucked and kept running through the woods. We could see firetrucks through the woods on the road pretty far away and it looked like they stopped infront of the entrance to the woods. WE managed to get back to our tent in the meadow and were safe again.
I don't remember everything but once we got back into the tent it was really dark and we were all extremly high not talking to eachother. I remember struggling to get into my sleeping bag but I couldn't figure it out and then I took off my socks and seconds later got up asking my friends where my socks were and looking everywhere for them but didn't find them until the morning. All 3 of us were just laying in the tent having our own crazy trips. I had my eyes closed and it felt like I was living every moment of my life even the future, I experienced getting arrested and married and death. All childhood memories seemed like they happened all at once. I wanted to go home because I was really scared but was too high to do anything about it.
Everythign I thought about seemed ridiculous and simple concepts were impossible to comprehend, I couldn't comprehend anything really. I had a bunch of cans of pop with me and went outside to get one, I took a sip from one and threw it into the bush and then opened another one and did the same thing after taking a sip.
After the peak we were all sitting there talking about how crazy the trip was and smoked a joint and all faded into sleep.
Throughout the rest of the summer we had about 4 more 7 gram trips together and had lots of crazy adventures but this was the first out of reality experience for me.
I only did mushrooms about 4 times before this and did one 8th each time and had some pretty good and some kinda freaky trips but they always turned out good in the end. Me and two friends who did mushrooms together a few times before decided we should try 7 grams each not knowing what would happen. We go to a meadow in the woods near an ocean and set up a tent and weight up the 21 gram bag of mushrooms and split it 3 ways. After eating them we walked down to the water and I was getting really high quickly. The clouds were moving fast and morphing and it was getting dark so we decided to head back to the tent.
WAlking back the fire alarm siren went off at town hall which is about 2 kilometres from the beach. It kept getting louder and we were sure someone was coming for us. We ran into the woods but it sounded like the noise was coming from every direction and we couldn't escape it. Even though we didn't have a fire and there was no way we were in trouble we thought we were fucked and kept running through the woods. We could see firetrucks through the woods on the road pretty far away and it looked like they stopped infront of the entrance to the woods. WE managed to get back to our tent in the meadow and were safe again.
I don't remember everything but once we got back into the tent it was really dark and we were all extremly high not talking to eachother. I remember struggling to get into my sleeping bag but I couldn't figure it out and then I took off my socks and seconds later got up asking my friends where my socks were and looking everywhere for them but didn't find them until the morning. All 3 of us were just laying in the tent having our own crazy trips. I had my eyes closed and it felt like I was living every moment of my life even the future, I experienced getting arrested and married and death. All childhood memories seemed like they happened all at once. I wanted to go home because I was really scared but was too high to do anything about it.
Everythign I thought about seemed ridiculous and simple concepts were impossible to comprehend, I couldn't comprehend anything really. I had a bunch of cans of pop with me and went outside to get one, I took a sip from one and threw it into the bush and then opened another one and did the same thing after taking a sip.
After the peak we were all sitting there talking about how crazy the trip was and smoked a joint and all faded into sleep.
Throughout the rest of the summer we had about 4 more 7 gram trips together and had lots of crazy adventures but this was the first out of reality experience for me.
