[Androo]

I get off work at 5 and I have 35 bucks for some shrooms I wanted to do with some friends tonight. I pick up 3 of my friends and we go to our dealers house and pick up 3 8ths of some very VERY potent shrooms. To prepare for the night I havn't eaten for about a day and a half. I want to have a good trip. We eat our shrooms around 6 o'clock I think(can't remember exactly). The trip comes on smooth around 7 I can really start to feel it. Me and my friends drive to where one of there Dads is and pick up 25 dollars for some weed later on. First of all I didn't take in consideration that I had other things going on in the night which I really should have taken care of so I don't freak out and worry about things. Me, Sean, and Ronald are the ones that took an 8th of mushrooms and Zach didn't take any(he is crazy and stupid enough without drugs) and I feel safe because he isn't taking anything. As I sit on the couch watching t.v. my trip is very nice at this point, patterns on the floor melting into my feet, the walls getting bigger and smaller, seeing things that arn't there. I look at the corner of the wall for what seems like 2 hours but I glance back at the glock and 2 minutes passed by. We have some nine inch nails on and my friend Sean was sitting on the floor now and that was freaking me out because he started putting his head in his subwoofer and he jumps back and hits the wall and it makes a very loud thump! WHAM! At this point I start to analyze everything around me and this is when my trip turns bad. I barely talk for the rest of the night after he did that, I just looked at the walls and clothes and blankets and patterns without talking. I think to myself what day is it? Am I supposed to be home now? Who am I? Am I in trouble? Where am I supposed to be? The confusion is overwhelming I don't know how to be me I don't know what to do except sit and do nothing I have a sense of I'm not real and my life is in the hands of my friends and they choose my fate. Then it gets worse. Three more people that I know come over that have been driving around drunk with 2 people in the back of his truck. They talk to me and talk to me and everyone else is talking, but I am just sitting there not knowing how to be human or what to do. I glance at my friend Collin and he is drunk and starts laughing uncontrollably then smiles at me... I see his wrinkles turn into scars indented in his face. I yell and freak out but then I realize I am still sitting there yet no one has said anything about me screaming so it must be in my mind I think. After about 15 minutes they were there they leave when one of there mom's calls them. I then tell Sean to TELL me where to go and what to do because I can't think for myself. He has taken an 8th of mushrooms also but as I can see is having a pleasant trip because he has nothing to worry about. He tells me to go home and sleep so I say ok and I drive a few blocks to my house and I am still frying my ass off. I walk into my house and say "Hi mom I'm home the movie was... FAKE!" What I am thinking? How did I get there? I go to my room(without looking directly at my mom) and turn on my computer. I couldn't see the mouse and my background was making me paranoid so quickly I shut off power to my computer. I lie down in my bed untill 12 o'clock just looking at my ceiling and my fan and I think. Thinking is what made the night crazy in the first place so I try not to think, but I analyze everything still. I get up and go take a piss(around 11) and my piss has a curve to it and the sound from the piss hitting the water is entrancing so I stare at the water for ahile and the night light in there is calm and nice. I am finnaly calm. I know I couldn't explain what it was like exactly there were too many things going on and I can't remember every detail, but I learned my lesson. I wont shroom for a long while but at least I have the experience under my belt.