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I'm younger, 15 years old, and I love to party. I smoke weed and I drink (mostly smoke), but that's it. I don't do any other drugs and I have never tried anything else.
So last night I decided to have a little party at my house with about 15 people. My brother came, who's 17 with 2 of his older friends. They brought a 4 gram blunt, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire life. However, once we started toking things weren't so beautiful. Through the entire time we were talking as a group, my brothers friends kept repeating "don't take perks and weed, bad things happen". My brothers friend lit it up and it slowly made its way around the camp fire. It was puff puff pass and on my first turn, I was already messed up. Usually I can smoke a lot more but when my boyfriend tried to hand it to me for a second time around, I couldn't even look at it. Once the blunt was done everything turned into complete and total chaos. I was blacking out and I could not feel my entire body. My boyfriend would move me and my body would just slump and hang down like a blob. I felt depressed, like I hated myself and how pointless this entire situation was. Bottom line, I felt like crap. Meanwhile one of my girl friends is sitting down crying and my brothers friends are laughing hysterically at her like immature idiots. Everyone is being incredibly loud and obnoxious. Of course I'm panicking because my mom is coming home soon, everyone is high, and there's a good chance that the police are going to get a complaint for disturbing the peace. I attempt to get up and I barely make it. I tell everyone to get inside the house. Some how everyone ends up inside and I'm curled up, shaking and shivering holding my boyfriend. All the other couples are in the rest of the bedrooms alone. Somewhere in the midst my brother and his friend took off leaving me in charge, but I'm barely mobile. Everything started to settle down, until my friend that was crying started dry heeving along with one of my boyfriends friends. I don't know if it was the bad envirorment of everyone sick or I just panicked. But my boyfriend got up to go talk to my girl friend that was perfectly fine, to see what was going on. My brother calls and says to tell everyone to get out the house or else we will all be in big trouble. Not being able to process anything, I felt dizzy and nauseous. I couldn't sit up, so I just lunge my face into my blankets and puke all over myself and my bed. My friends start to flip out and run around the house like mad people. I scream "chill out!! be cool!!", no one listens. Not feeling much better, I just lay there in my own throw up trying to remain calm. My brother calls again, and asks me if everyone left and he was not happy to hear my answer. My friend and boyfriend take the phone and talk to him, telling him to get back here because his sister is violently ill. Eventually, the boys leave and my other friend, dramatized, decideds to be dumb and call her father to come pick her and her sick friend up. He knows what's going on and shes not going to be able to hang out with me anymore and I thought he was going to call my parents. Unfortunetly, she's the only normal one besides my other girl friend who's left by herself to talk care of everyone. So my panicking friends dad comes and she leaves me laying in my regurgetated supper without even checking to see if I'm ok, she rushed out the door (not much of a friend, eh?). When she's gone my other friend comes to get me. She pulled me up and basically carried/dragged me to the bathroom to wash me up. I start shaking and falling over, I could feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I puked more in the sink and I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I get it together and my friend being the best one I have, washes the blankets and all the throw up around the house. She hides all the clues and trackings of what happened with me even telling her. She helps me back to my bedroom and I just fall on my bed, passing out instantly. I wake up to my brother in my face asking me if I'm ok at like 1:00 am, I shake my head and go to sleep again. I woke up this morning with just a slight stomache. I got a call from my boyfriend saying that only him and one of his friends are ok and everyone else got sick. He tells me that he thinks that laced it with perks, later I find out that you can't smoke perks, it couldn't have been. I hear a slew of different stories. That the weed was laced with perks or extacy. I'm not exactly sure what to think of it. Could it have been laced? Or did everyone just smoke way too much? A 4 gram blunt on 15 people, everyone but 4 people got sick. Not including my brother and his friend. Did we smoke laced weed? Not sure, but I do know that the situation was so horrifying and dramatic, that it was enough to make me go cold turkey and stop smoking all together, including bogies. I also find that me and one of my boyfriends friends are also still not feeling too well tod
