Ok, i am 16 from the gulf coast (texas) , and it rains about 4 times a year (Thats a GOOD year!
Ok, i am 16 from the gulf coast (texas) , and it rains about 4 times a year (Thats a GOOD year!), well it had rained for a nice day and a half and me and my freinds were bored and were tired of just smoking weed... so we needed a higher high, I am into the "rave" scene and i know all about tabs - acid - and xtc, shit i was around it all the time, but i had never taken any other drug than weed...
We were all familar with shrooms and we decided to go out and enjoy nature...but we didnt know what we were in for. After walking a half mile down the railroad tracks and crawling under barbed-wire fences we finally reached our sweet spot...many - many shrooms where gracing our sight. We decided not to take enough to trip HARD, but to test them out, or experiment with them...
We each had taken about3 each and we waited for about 15 minutes and nothing was happening, so we just went all out and eat every damn mushroom we could fit in our mouth. After we consumed them we went to chill on the rail-road bridge. After talking on the bridge for about 30 minutes we left dissapointed. There is a place were we go to chill called "Tag-Land" and we sat for about 10 minutes, out of nowhere i felt this tingling feeling going down my spine to my leg. About 10 minutes later i knew for SURE they were kicking in. I was sitting on the hill when the concrete pole was morphing and moving, i watched in horror when they 5 ton pole asked me if i knew where the magic key was.... I asked my freinds if they just saw what happend, but it was no use, they were tripping their balls off also.
I tried telling my self that it was just a visual, and it was fake, but it looked so real i just had talk back. I mumbled to my self "I have no idea where the magic key is"... then the infamous 5 ton pole reached over and handed me a key....
After that i lost touch of all life, and time... All i remember is leaving the rail-road tracks with train oil all over my cloths, and i felt SO ATE UP. My freinds tryed explaining what i was doing but i had no memory of my trip..
Seince then I sometimes see relaps but nothing big...just a wall melt or something...everytime i have a relapse I kind-of remember my trip.......
My mind is still open about taking shrooms again, but I dont want to take as much as i did that one day.
