I was doing federal prison time for a possession charge. The reason I mention prison is that spice is a major problem there. I am not saying everyone smokes it, but a vast majority of the prison population does do Spice.
Anyway, about two months before my release, my partner and I smoked spice some. (I had been smoking it since it first came out). The way I felt that day is beyond words! Anyway, we smoked a joint of spice. In prison, a joint is rolled like a toothpick so keep that in mind.
Anyway, we smoked almost the whole thing but left the roach for later and sat down to watch T.V for a while. At around seven, he asks me if I want to smoke the bug with him and I agreed. I took a small hit off of it and instantly I felt myself leave out of my body.
The last thing I remember, I told my boy before I fell out that I was fucked up!! Anyway, I don’t know the actual fall, but during that whole situation, in my mind, I was gone!! I had 7 or 8 different voices all speaking to me at the same time loud as fuck in different languages.
My trip was that if I didn’t keep up with all conversations at the same time, I was going to die. I remember the voices kept talking louder and louder faster and faster.
I’m trying to live so I’m mumbling some shit that was indecipherable to those around me but my friends said, it was some scary shit to witness. I have seen worse, but yeah it happened to me. A small roach dropped me.