Man, my brother’s homeboy (friend) came home with some spice, my brother smokes weed but I don’t, plus I didn’t find out it was spice until I was released from the hospital. From what I experienced man it was one hell of a scary trip!
I remember sitting in the room right? And my brother’s friend said “smoke with us this one time”, so me being me I won’t trying to punk out & be labeled the “cool kid.” We were all sitting at this table & the homeboy before rolling the blunt of spice or whatever told me not to inhale the smoke too hard or such case “chief the blunt” so I said okay.
I took like 1 or 2 puffs right? And I instantly reacted as soon as I turned my head to the left to pass the blunt. It was a scary man; I watched my brother stand up laughing & then he ran into the wall laughing hard, and he was drooling at the mouth, his eyes were red but my body felt calm, but in my head, I knew something was wrong.
Everything repeated itself like three times in a row, everything began to move in slow motion & it got way worse with time. Next thing I know, I was cutting, open my stomach & watching my organs & lungs & stuff fall out, it was crazy & scary.
I was pulling out my lungs like my lungs were in my hand & I started vomiting green like super green vomit & I felt myself dying & I was screaming for help, but nobody was helping me. I guess by that time they had called the ambulance while I was hallucinating. I then fell into complete darkness watching a ball spin on a needle for hours.
It was a dark blue ball on a white needle & I can remember the noises it was like a weird power-up sound, but in the background, I heard voices saying “I’m dying” over & over in like a melody. It was like some song.
I began to realize where I was & what was going on when I was in the ambulance. They were asking me all type of questions but my head was still spinning, but I had a little bit of control. Remind you my so called brother & his friend said, I ran out the door & started foaming at the mouth in front of his neighbor’s house.
Once I’ve got myself together, I cried for days. Don’t smoke spice man don’t do it it isn’t worth it. Don’t smoke at all, to be honest. I don’t hang out with my brother or his friend anymore because of that situation.
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“I heard voices saying “I’m dying” over & over” – Apri
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