First time I smoked was when I was at my friends house. He took me back to this fort thing in his backyard and showed me some bud he pinched from his brothers bag and said "If you sleep over tonight we can smoke this" so I was like "Alright". Before that I'd never really thought about smoking weed, but I figured what the hell. Can't be so bad if my friend does it anyhow, he was a straight A student too.

So we smoked at like midnight in his backyard sleeping on his trampoline, it was like 5 years ago and I don't remember much, but I wasn't high, we just kinda chilled and fell asleep.

First time I got high though was when me and my friend I already mentioned slept in my backyard in a tent with my neighbor, we scored some bud earlier from...I don't remember really, but we got some from a kid at a dance and that was shit, but we had other shit too.

So we snuck out of the tent and headed into the woods to smoke this nice ass home-made hookah, glass bowl and everything. Which was one of my neighbors that had it hid in the woods, but we found it and stuff so we used it. While we were smoking though our lighter broke, so my neighbor said he'd run back to his house and grab a grill lighter. He took the flashlight with him and me and my friend were alone in the woods just chilling, then a little while after my other friend left I started to feel it. I was pretty high, especially since it was the perfect set and setting. Then after some time wen't by me and my friend started to get sketched out about being in the woods, so we were going to go see where my other friend was. We got lost as fuck, there was a trail (dirtbike trail) and I knew exactly where to go, but we ended up like 30 feet off the trail in the woods when we saw a flash light coming up the hill. So then with a new lighter, we started smoking again and it was all good again. The only other thing I remember about the night is walking down the hill back to the tent and feeling high as I have ever been.