when i was a youngster like 17 i was sitting in my friends uncles 5.0.this guy didnt speak a word of english.only spanish.anyways in the back seat their was a black trash bag.all i could see was my friend reaching in the bag and putting something in another bag.i thought it was dirty clothes or something.hell na.when we got to the pad he showed me like a pound bag filled up with this white/pink powder.i had never done speed before but man we got alot.my friends uncle had just made a whole bunch of this.just so happens that my moms outta town for two weeks and i got the house to myself.we brought some speed and started trying it out.we talked and talked and smoked and did more shit.i was doing like 14 lines a day for 11 days of no sleep.for reals when i walked by the church i seen a demon swingin from the cross on top of the church.really weird visuals like black shadows running in the corner of your eyes.i was the only one to hang that long .it took alot from me.i hated light and after awhile people.and i slept on sunday night and woke up on wednesday.it is weird to sleep that much cuz you wake up kind of lost. i wanted to be like jim morrison with that trip shit but fuck that shit