This was my 2nd experience on shrooms. So The first time I did shrooms, I took 2 grams and I tripped in the daytime. This time, I had about 4 grams (I'm 107 lbs...if that matters) and started tripping at about 10:45 pm. I wanted to intensify my last trip which was really good. Anyways, so i took 4 grams. The first thing I noticed was the wall looking a little different more detailed. This was the night that my friend T was coming over (he comes over some nights to smoke hookah/weed) So about 30 minutes in, he comes over. I remmeber telling him that I was starting to trip. Almost right away things got bad. I was too cold. I went outside because thats where i met T to walk him in (cause it was late and i was sneaking him in) Once I was inside, I wrapped myself in a furry blanket, and started to feel better. After that things got way crazy. This intricate rug we have started making insane patterns, moving around in an orderly patter, but scurrying like insects. It was like a colony somehow. T's face was just getting distorted, almost evil looking. Colors were fluctuating. I started getting out of control after that. I said I was going to go to the bathroom and stood by the door, leaning on it, for about 10 minutes (i was told this by my brother who was there also.) I guess I didn't reilize what I was doing or why. I was in another world but not a comfortable or cool world s scary one. So I sat back down, forgetting my previous motive. My brother and T decided to watch a movie which i didn't understand the title of, or anything that it was about. I think they were also smoking hookah. They kept telling me to come smoke but i was too far gone. After that I apparently was laughing and making really loud noises. My brother and T just kept telling me to be quiet. They sounded so mad, I could physically feel their negative feelings agaisnt me. At that point, at the climax of my trip (about 2 hours in) I for some reason decided to go to bed. Whiel in the bathroom, the carpet was alive and moving like an animal. I couldn't focus or do anything. I went to the bathroom and got into bed, without brushing my teeth or changing into pajamas. The feeling that I felt was that everything was wrong. i felt like I would never be happy again, and that the world is so scary and depressing. What I failed to reiize, is that going to bed 2 hours into a mushroom trip is not possible. I was still really cold, I almost couldn't handle it. I was thinking about going into my parents room and just telling them so that they could take me to the hospital. I didn't though. I suffered for around 4.5 hours, not sleeping, and thinking awful things, while feeling horrible. I went to the bathroom several times to try and "start over" in an attempt to go to bed. Looking in the mirror, my hair was alive and like snakes. My eyes looked like saucers. I remember thinking how cool t would be if I felt better. I eventually got to sleep, and the next day (homecoming) I had an awful stomach ache all day. Although it was a bad experience, I know now not to trip late at night, and to take less.