This is gonna be long.
When I was 17 or 18 a lot of my friends were selling nbome, well this particular day was a very hard day each year for me and my family.
I was in a terrible mood, I started the day off by filling a backpack full of keystone from a party the night before and heading over to a buddies house to smoke and get drunk. After drinking about eight beers back to back I get a text from somebody that he's coming over, just picked up a few sheets of 25b and he'll sell to me for two bucks a blotter. I had a 20 on me so it sounded like a hell of a deal.
He shows up, I buy it and put two of them under my tongue. At this point we're in some parking lot, they start taking out poi and hoops and I'm so drunk at this point I end up saying fuck it and stick the other 8 in my mouth. Bad, bad idea. I black out, come back into it walking through a forest and my friends faces were 16 bit their eyes were only one pixil like they came out of an atari, the trees waving back and fourth like crazy and I could still taste it in my mouth so I quickly spit it out realizing I am tripping way too many balls right now.
I end up getting dropped off in some gated apartment by a friend of a friend after blacking out again and apparently telling him I'm fine getting dropped off here.
Fast forward. I'm out of a black out, but I can't see. All I can see are endless swirls and a very distorted sidewalk. I start walking down it, but it's still nothing but swirls. Then I start running, but it was a constant loop. I was freaked out, but wasnt in full on panic yet I was tripping to hard to realize that situation wasn't normal.
Then I dropped on the floor. I heard police sirens and thought I was in purgatory and just overdosed. I started panicking, screaming out names of people I didn't get to say goodbye to. I shoved a whole can of dip in my mouth and started taking off my watch, ripping my clothes off, I ended up jumping the apartment fence butt naked at around 10pm, running around going in people's cars for warmth, got and some guys truck and ran off when he started yelling at me (found out later he went inside first and had a shotgun pointed at me while he was yelling) and somehow made it home.
When I started coming down I freaked the fuck out, when I tore my clothes off I left my phone with texts to my friend about buying it and my wallet so I was probably fucked. Sure enough cops came knocking about an hour later saying they got reports of somebody running around naked on PCP. They told my how lucky I am to be alive, and let me off by banning me from ever stepping foot in that apartment complex again. It was probably my worst moment.
Tl,dr; I tripped a stupid amount of balls and ran around my city naked, almost got my head blown off by a shotgun, and got banned from an apartment for life.