tronics
15th August 2008 - 11:44 PM
Bump, interesting topic.
I have two that come to mind.
First one. I was about 15-16 and snuck out late to go to my friend's house and have acid. He was a dealer so he had sheets of Purple Om tabs, and we all had about 3 each and sat down and watched that movie "Arachnophobia". After the movie, the phone rang and it was my mum. She told me to come home. I couldn't because I was off my dial on these trips. She said if you don't come home right now don't bother coming home ever. So I went home. My house was one block away and I managed to get lost somehow but eventually made it home and went straight into my room and layed on my bed. It was then that I started seeing spiders everwhere. Big ugly fuckin spiders like the ones in Arachnophobia. So I would close my eyes, and they would appear on the back of my eyelids. Big, furry, fuckin ugly poisonous spiders falling from the ceiling and shit. I couldn't go anywhere so I had to endure these really intense hallucinations for hours until the sun came up.
Second one. about a year later I was at a rave and I had a big bag of speed in my pocket. I wanted to have some, but there were too many people around for me to rack up lines, so I thought I would roll up a note and snort a little bit from the satchel. Well the whole fuckin lot must've gone up my nose because suddenly I couldn't breathe. My windpipe was completely blocked. I didn't know what to do, but I had to do something quick, because you can only go so long without breathing. The music was too loud for me to tell anyone what was happening so I started grabbing my friends and making choking actions. They thought I was fucking
joking and just laughed it off. I was certain I was gonna die. Then one of my mates, Chris, realised I was being serious and he handed me a bottle of water. I took a few quick sips and thankfully I was able to breathe again. I was high as a motherfucker after that.
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