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I had taken shrooms one time before this, but they just gave me an excellent body buzz, almost like E but not quite that extreme. Well one night I decided to stay at my buddies house for the night, and he had the idea to find shrooms. Well I was able to find some... On arrival which was close to 1130pm (If I remember correctly) the guy who was selling them to us, who was a close friend said they were the best shrooms he had ever seen. My buddy who I would be tripping with looked them over, also said they were the best shrooms he had ever seen. I was told by the seller, to only eat a gram as they were DANK (Extremely blue).

Well me, being an idiot puts away the whole bag. We started watching the waterboy and it was about thirty minutes after his little TV looked like a High Def (Colors were nuts) and I was laughing almost uncontrollably. My buddies room is all paneIed wood (White) and the lines were breathing and changing colors. We quit watching the waterboy as I had moved to carpet, lying on my back staring at his ceiling. I remember moving my head back and forth as the lines were going in so many directions, making all sorts of designs and patterns. By this point I had lost all touch with reality!!! I then rolled over, placing my face down on my buddies carpet, covering my eyes to block out the light, and the carpet was like glass, looking fown into a field of patterns and colors.

So about an hour after tripping my ass off, my buddy brought up the idea to go smoke a cigaretter and in all reality (Actually in my world), I couldn't remember what a cig was. So we moved outside to smoke, by this time I was tripping so hard I couldn't control it, and my buddy whom had gotten irritated because I couldn't remember what a cig was, had changed my mood completely. I remember I kept laying down in the grass, which was soaking wet, for reasons unknown. I don't remember going back to his room, but I do remember he wanted to try and go to bed which was the worst thing he could have ever done. They said I was laying on the bed, I was moving constantly and wouldn't respond to them. The only thing I remember at this point is what was going through my head. I had a 2liter of water I took over there with me and somehow spelt it in the bed with me. So in the process of my bad trip, I remember feeling as though I was laying in a big puddle of my own blood in the middle of the road. I could hear my family (Grandparents and all) standing around me, balling, because I was dead. I could hear an ambulance coming closer, coming to pick up my dead body. Then my mind switched over, I felt like I had completely lost my mind (Remembering the story of the guy who now thinks he is Orange Juice), I thought I had tripped so hard I would spend the rest of my life like this, on a permanent bad trip. Everything in my mind was dark, horrific in every aspect. In the process of the bag trip... they said I went outside and couldn't find my car keys so I tried to punch out my window (Thank God it didn't break). Then I started running up and down the road (4am) in just a pair of shorts. When I started to come down from the trip, I kept asking my buddy (and his mom... yes she had woke up in the process of me freakkkking out) if I were dead because it felt like a dream state almost...

I can honestly say this bad trip was the worst experience of my life. To prove it, this past summer I lost three teeth in a four-wheeler accident, and I would rather lose my teeth again then go through the hell of a bad trip. So it's been the only time I have tripped, but plan on doing it again in two weekends (Acid this time) with my closest friends on a camping trip.

I don't have too many people to talk about my trip with so all comments (Personal experiences or comments appreciated!)

Hey i know how you feel when you said you felt like you were in a permanent bad trip. My first time to trip i ate 13 caps... big no no.. and i completely forgot who my friends were. i didnt know why they were saying my name or anything, but i thought i had died and gone to hell and my punishment was to live out a bad trip for the rest of eternity. I ended up running around the campsites at our lake for six hours in nothing but my underwear just trying to get away from my friends.

I have a suggestion for you when you trip try to calm your self down and remember that good bad is just a feeling created out of nothingness and it's the amount of energy you put out chooses how bad you trip so next time just relax a bit try not to use to much energy or feeling as u would call it

Buckmaster89 wrote:I had taken shrooms one time before this, but they just gave me an excellent body buzz, almost like E but not quite that extreme. Well one night I decided to stay at my buddies house for the night, and he had the idea to find shrooms. Well I was able to find some... On arrival which was close to 1130pm (If I remember correctly) the guy who was selling them to us, who was a close friend said they were the best shrooms he had ever seen. My buddy who I would be tripping with looked them over, also said they were the best shrooms he had ever seen. I was told by the seller, to only eat a gram as they were DANK (Extremely blue).

Well me, being an idiot puts away the whole bag. We started watching the waterboy and it was about thirty minutes after his little TV looked like a High Def (Colors were nuts) and I was laughing almost uncontrollably. My buddies room is all paneIed wood (White) and the lines were breathing and changing colors. We quit watching the waterboy as I had moved to carpet, lying on my back staring at his ceiling. I remember moving my head back and forth as the lines were going in so many directions, making all sorts of designs and patterns. By this point I had lost all touch with reality!!! I then rolled over, placing my face down on my buddies carpet, covering my eyes to block out the light, and the carpet was like glass, looking fown into a field of patterns and colors.

So about an hour after tripping my ass off, my buddy brought up the idea to go smoke a cigaretter and in all reality (Actually in my world), I couldn't remember what a cig was. So we moved outside to smoke, by this time I was tripping so hard I couldn't control it, and my buddy whom had gotten irritated because I couldn't remember what a cig was, had changed my mood completely. I remember I kept laying down in the grass, which was soaking wet, for reasons unknown. I don't remember going back to his room, but I do remember he wanted to try and go to bed which was the worst thing he could have ever done. They said I was laying on the bed, I was moving constantly and wouldn't respond to them. The only thing I remember at this point is what was going through my head. I had a 2liter of water I took over there with me and somehow spelt it in the bed with me. So in the process of my bad trip, I remember feeling as though I was laying in a big puddle of my own blood in the middle of the road. I could hear my family (Grandparents and all) standing around me, balling, because I was dead. I could hear an ambulance coming closer, coming to pick up my dead body. Then my mind switched over, I felt like I had completely lost my mind (Remembering the story of the guy who now thinks he is Orange Juice), I thought I had tripped so hard I would spend the rest of my life like this, on a permanent bad trip. Everything in my mind was dark, horrific in every aspect. In the process of the bag trip... they said I went outside and couldn't find my car keys so I tried to punch out my window (Thank God it didn't break). Then I started running up and down the road (4am) in just a pair of shorts. When I started to come down from the trip, I kept asking my buddy (and his mom... yes she had woke up in the process of me freakkkking out) if I were dead because it felt like a dream state almost...

I can honestly say this bad trip was the worst experience of my life. To prove it, this past summer I lost three teeth in a four-wheeler accident, and I would rather lose my teeth again then go through the hell of a bad trip. So it's been the only time I have tripped, but plan on doing it again in two weekends (Acid this time) with my closest friends on a camping trip.

I don't have too many people to talk about my trip with so all comments (Personal experiences or comments appreciated!)

i feel ya everytime i eat shrooms i freak out man acid i calmer for my more laid back

Well, the first time i tripped i was with my boyfriend on 2-14-10. I had bought them like two months before and i was really anxious to do them (:
So i took them and waited (they were horrible tasting), but nothing was happening. I asked my boyfriend why nothing was happening and he said that it would take a little while to kick in. It felt like it took only 5 mins, but then i was giggling my ass off. He looked at me and asked if i was okay and all i did was nod lol.
Then everything started to morph into a jungle. I felt like i was constantly cumming. I then went into space and just kept staring at his ceiling and laughing my ass off even more.
This was in the top 5 best nights of my life (:

I know Exactly what you mean aswell when you say, ' Permanent trip' i freaked out hard to this, i was tripping balls. couldnt close my mouth was drooling, all the posters in my friends room were like dark faces staring into my soul. i thought i was never going to recover. i woke up the next morning (with no memory of gojng to bed) Happy as my mates older brothers had jumped on me. happy to be normal again. lol.