This was my 2nd trip. This was the most terrifying
trip of all. My freind of course, the tough guy,
ate more shrooms than anyone I have ever seen
eat before. Still, I don't think the cubies
effected him at all. Me on the other hand, was
totally gone. About an hour after divouring my
caps, I ran strait into the bathroom and puked
twice. When I was finished, I turned around to
go out the door and the door sprang to life,
had red eyes and claws thrashing at me.
I was too scared to yell for my freind. I just sat on the
toilet and waited for the trip to be over.
Then it happened. A boy grabbed me the reached out of
the mirror and pulled me in. While inside the mirror,
all I could see was colors. Swirled colors. EVERYWHERE.
Then, everything went black. White Swirls where starting
to appear everywhere. Then, after another half hour
of colors and sounds that made absoluty no sense,
my trip was over. I went to talk to my freind
and he said that the room started to look funny
and that was it. I told him my story and he was