psychadelic is the only word...

to describe my last shrooming experience...

So its like 1:15am at my friends house. Three of us were chillin over there smokin all night. My one friend is on the couch half-passed out; we were pretty much about to call it a night. All of a sudden, my friend gets a call on his cell, our other two homeboys were driving back from where ever and they had crazy shrooms with them. Make a long story short we ended up eating the shrooms by like 3:00am. i ate an eighth (these shrooms look like they got tin foil on them) and began shroomin at exactly 3:27...
The first hour was absolutely crazy. I got freaked out because i was sitting on the couch watchin 'Weeds' on showtime, and all o' sudden, my friend starts laughing histerically in the bathroom by himself... we got way too loud and decided to venture outside to the playground down the street.
I didn't want to go to that playground. my instinct told me that shit was bad news, but i went anyways. The trees looked all crazy like i was in a horror movie. At one point i had enough, said "fuck this", and started walking back by myself. Thats when everything got foggy and somewhat darker, more evil or devilish you could say. Like my whole surroundings turned evil. I felt roots come out of the ground and wrap around my ankles. I honestly think my heart skipped a few beats, i simply turned around and walked back to my friends and tried to explain it to them, but at this point we were all shroomin so hard none of us could shut the fuck up long enough to actually listen to eachother.
I really started getting freaked out around 6:30am. we were still outside and the sun was starting to come up, people were waking up and going to work. At that point we all got sketched out and went back inside.
Theres alot more incidents that include us telling his mom that we got in a fight in order to explain why we were up all night, but im too lazy.
I'm gonna smoke the bong now, thanks for reading my story.

I forgot the first half when I got to the second half ... :\

Great story bro!

Sounds like a wack trip, but still...youll never forget that shit for the rest of your life....i've had some very fucked up trips, actually passed out once. Any ways, good times!

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Originally Posted by notrightquite

I forgot the first half when I got to the second half ... :\

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hahaha, same here. i just kept thinking... ooohhh maaaan... sunrise on shroooooms

ok, i'm back to finish this.
So were at the park, finally i convince both to come back to the house with me. The grass is all wet from the dew and my leather sandals are starting to feel a little gross on my feet. They started stretching out from being so wet and i thought they broke, so i'm like "great!" and i take them off. Let me tell you right now that once my feet touched the wet grass, the texture instantly made me gag my brains out and next thing i know, im down face first in the wet grass dry heaving my brains out.
We get to my boys back yard and i'm so drained that i find a seat (patio furniture). He wanted us to wash our feet off in the pool and go inside. i dont know why i couldn't bring mysef to do it, i was just shroomin, thats my only explanation. I was actually really scared of touching that water, just the thought of the wetness made me gag, i knew that if i actually touched it something bad was going to happen. All i could see were color swirls everywhere and my friend is in my face saying "YO wash your feet and lets go! my mom is gonna wake up soon!"
I would NOT move, i dunno why, i wouldnt speak either. I was just SHROOMIN FACE. Finally his mom starts turnin all the lights on and doin shit, without even realizing we were outside. But being the stupid shrooming idiots we are, we were screaming and arguing with eachother out back of his house at 6:45 in the freakin morning. Next thing you know, the neighbors come outside with a damn spot light and start flashing it at us (prob to see what all the rucus is about). We freak out and go inside and have to look at my friends mom (who pretty much raised me aside from my parents) and tell her that we got in a drunken fight and thats why were still awake. We spent the next 3 hours in my friends room, and chaos is the only way to explain it. The night had ended horribly and it was pretty much my fault cuz i wouldnt wash my feet and go inside. We were all trying to discuss how we were going to handle the situation, but we were still shrooming so hard that we couldnt speak to eachother. Picture three ppl laying on a single bed, each speaking to the other two all at the same time. I could stop talking long enough to listen to anyone...so weird! but anyways thats the story, hope it wasnt too drawn out.
Shrooms are fucking crazy and everytime i do them i tell myself its the last time... but bet your ass i always find myself eating those things again.

I did about 4 grams give or take a little this past saturday and got to watch the sun came up. I t was a decent trip and had some ight visuals. I took them at about 1 and didnt sleep till 630. I was woken up at 1030 when i realised i had to be at work at 10! i was 30 mins away and was in a huge daze, and didnt know where my shit was. It was an alriaght trip.

-peace

yea ive never tried shrooms, but i plan to soon, i havent experienced a full phycadelic trip yet

-peace