I usually smoke weed, once in a while to calm my nerves.
It eases my mind and keeps me happy.
Well, one day, I met up with a friend.
I haven’t seen her for about 6 months, so I found her on Facebook and we decided to get high at the cemetery, again, around 10pm.
The first time I went there, with her, we smoked weed and we were ok.
We were chilling.
We were laughing.
We were sharing a good moment but that second time that we went, she told me to try this thing called Spice.
I am not a drug head.
I do not know these names.
She told me it was like weed, but it doesn’t appear in your piss test.
Me being me, I decided to go on with the flow.
I really liked this chick so I didn’t wanna seem like a wuss for not trying it.
She told me to only hit it once because it’s more potent.
So I took a small hit.
I said I don’t feel anything.
Apparently, I took another hit, but I don’t remember that.
So, right after I say that I don’t feel anything, I started laughing uncontrollably.
Omg I’m dying”.
That’s when her laughing, slowly, started to turn into a cry for help, in my mind.
I started freaking out because my vision had some kind of stutter.
I wanted it to stop but it just wouldn’t.
I started walking in circles, while I heard her in the background, repeatedly saying, “what are you doing? Where are you going? Stop!” Then, I wondered off, and suddenly, everything was dark.
There was only light and the light seemed like it was melted.
Kind of like lava and it was oozing out of something that I cannot describe.
I feel the hours fly by, but I cannot regain consciousness.
I felt like life had stopped and everything was starting over again.
I was waiting for the Big Bang to happen, and life to begin again.
Now, my heart is racing like crazy.
My mouth is super dry and it feels like the drool is thick enough to choke me to death.
I see random spurts of real life.
I see that I’m holding for a split second.
I remember who I am for a split second.
Now, my heart is calming down but then it goes back to rapid beats and I freak out again!
Now, I have a massive group of people including police, fire fighters and medics trying to tell me to calm down.
Screaming, “Your name is Jonny!!!! Calm down!!! You are ok!!!!!” I’m freaking out and it causes my heart rate to go up even more.
My mouth is so dry and as I’m walking aimlessly, I, somehow find a cup with some liquid inside.
I don’t know what it was, but I drank it and it made me feel better.
At this point, I’m regaining my consciousness even more.
I started to click my car’s doors to see if I can hear my car.
For the longest time, I couldn’t hear it, but after a while, I heard it, so I followed and came back to my friend.
She gave me some Sweet Tea from McDonalds that we bought.
I drank some and felt better.
I was so scared. I told her never to give it to me again.
She told me ok but, then, a few days passed and she insisted me to try it again, and again and again and I did because I was so in love with her that I wanted to do what she wanted to do to make her happy.
I didn’t experience anything anymore, until the first week of January.
I went to her house because I admitted my feelings for her, finally and she decided to date me and to celebrate, she wanted to get high.
So she brought that shit out again and the same thing happened.
I lost it and went crazy.
Every time I moved, the room shook.
I shook and, it scared me half to death.
She vowed never to do that again.
She was probably doing it again.
Who knows? Now, I get paranoid every time I smoke weed.
And, just last month, I smoked weed with a friend and it had similar effects.
It was no good.
It felt horrible.
And, I’m here to say, yo, F that stuff, yo.
Smoke your weed. Detox for your job. Just don’t smoke spice.
It changes people.
It turns you into a zombie.