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I tried acid for the first time last night, Thanksgiving. A friend (B)
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and I each bought two hits in the form of sugar cubes from a friend of
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his. We ate them both on the spot. B's friend asked if we had any bud,
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which was not case, so she sold us some, saying that we would be needing
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it. We then returned to B's place. On the way, we spent the whole
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time speculating whether or not we were feeling any effects yet. By the
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time we got home, I decided that I was definitely feeling something: a
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vague sense of dreaminess and unreality. When we got there, we
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immediately smoked a bowl or two. Then things started to get strange.
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We both noticed that we were feeling very energetic; we felt up for
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anything. We decided to smoke another bowl. I know that I successfully
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packed it, because each of us got one hit. But the next thing I knew
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was that I was holding the bowl in my hands, as if to pack it, but it
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was empty, and all the bud was gone. I was very confused but decided
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not to worry about it. I stared at B, and watched as his face changed
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into someone else's. I then noticed some visual effects-everything
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seemed to wave, like seaweed under water. Wow! B started immitating
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motorcycle noises and laughing hysterically. He got up and left the
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room and I followed him. We went into the bathroom, where we looked at
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ourselves in the mirror for a while (try this, it's very strange) and B
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made some more motorcycle noises. I left the bath room and encountered
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a non-tripping friend in the hallway. I started to talk with him, but
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soon realized I was unable to talk. I apologized to him (or something)
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and went back to B's room, where B was listening to a tape of some
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computer class lecture. We both had fun trying to understand it. He
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then started taping our conversation (unbeknownst to me). I said some
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hilarious shit (some of it very embarassing), such as, "Do you feel
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really low to the ground?". We listened to some music-incredible! The
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music seemed to pass through my body, I could feel it, in warm waves of
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energy. Then B started saying a lot of nonsense very loudly and
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laughing. He got up and left the room, and I followed him, but couldnt
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find him. Paranoia struck hard-I was convinced that B was flipping out
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or something. I was very nervous just standing in the hallway, so I
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decided to return to the room and wait for him. Then some chick, who I
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had never met before, walked into the room and asked where B was. This
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was the bad part of my trip. I thought that she was a paramedic or
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something, that B had run out in public acting insane and had been
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busted. At one point I imagined that she was questioning me and writing
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notes on a clipboard. Finally, after centuries of paranoid delusions
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about this chick, she started to get really nervous because i was
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behaving pretty damn strangely. She left, looking for B. She found him
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and they returned. But I was pretty uncomfortable around her, so I
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decided to lie in B's bed and focus on the music. I thought a great
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deal, and it seemed that whatever it was I thought about, I understood
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it completely, at every possible level. After about 3 hrs (which seemed
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like minutes), I noticed that B and the chick were no longer in the
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room. I figured that my trip would be over pretty soon anyway, so i
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decided to walk home. A great journey! Buildings seemed bent, and
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sometimes they seemed to take on personalities, to express sentiments.
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The cold wind made my eyes water, and through my blurred vision, all
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the lights (there were Christmas lights everywhere) looked like distant
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colored stars. I could see spectra and tracers. It was wild. Finally
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I got home, and B called me up. He was freaking out because he couldn't
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find me and didn't know what to do about it. He panicked and called
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various drug counselling numbers and talked to them for a while (don't
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ask me why). I've got a hilarious message from him on my answering
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machine, which he had left while I was still walking home. We had a
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good laugh over it. We decided to meet at Burger King, which we did,
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and just talked about our experiences until the trip faded, and we
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finally crashed.
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