It was a Tuesday morning and i was smoking a Joint.

Leaning my back against the wall i wondered if i should go to school today. However with a quick glance to my left the thought was quickly expelled. After all next to me sat my golden ticket to happiness, Weed.

An entire bag of high quality, THC out of the roof weed. Spending 300$ on this big bag i planned on smoking away my last paycheck. I had enough weed to last two weeks and enough wraps to last a lifetime. Taking a another pull of the blunt i began to the ponder. It was a Tuesday and on Tuesday all the potheads gather by the school parking lot, so if i saved this blunt which i was about a quarter of the way through i could probably match it with somebody. Now matching for the uninformed is basically when two parties both carrying weed get together and smoke together. Bringing love, joy, happiness, and one hella high to all. Now you may be wondering why i’m smoking with other people when i have hella weed. The answer is simple, weeds better when shared.

So with that decided i left the transit center stairs i had chosen to hotbox and left the station. As i walked into the sun and onto main street i began to feel the effects of my weed. You know the feeling.It starts with that nice relaxing body high that just warms up the body, then that nice fuzzy feeling you get in your head kinda like you're floating and that familiar cmofortable feeling of my heart pounding in my chest. Yup, this was some good weed.

I checked my watch 9:50 which is perfect. See third period starts at 10:25 and school is a twenty minute walk away. Why is third period important? Ya see for a reason i don't completely understand no one really gathers in the parking lot during the first two periods unless there hotboxing. I guess I should explain this too. Ya see hotboxing is when one or many get high in a place where they can be surrounded by their smoke hence amplifying their high. Where was i….. Oh yeah.

So I’ve been walking for about 12 minutes when i see a familiar face. So i yell “ROOF ROOF J-DOG!” J-Dog turns around and yells back “LIGHTERZ MY NIGGA!” J-Dog is the one of the few white guys I let call me Nigga. And for good reason too, ya see J-Dog is a Drug Dealer. One of my many. Now J-Dog’s real name is Jamie and apparently when he was thirteen he ran away from home cuz his parents caught him smoking and banned him from weed. To make sure he was clean they’d give him weekly drug test. You would think that would make him go cold turkey but no not Jamie, instead he looked all over and found the world of psychedelics. Psychedelics are any herb that get you high, well at least that’s Jamie’s definition anyway. He was so fascinated by psychedelics that he ran away from home to grow the damn things. He moved in with his cousin Jerry an avid pothead and together they grew and sold them from his basement. Why do i know all this? I'm a big fan of Psychedelics myself and when i was in middle school i used to help him sell the stuff.

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So anyway, Jerry walks up to me and i give him a dap.”Yo Lighterz where you out too.” “School man.” “School. Haven't been there in a minute. Come to think of it it's Tuesday aint it.” “Yea man its cyph day you should come through.” He ponders for a minute.”Na I got shit to do. Growing a new batch of Kratom. Ya should come through and try it It's some premium shit.” I think about it,” I’ll be through later your still at the spot right.” “Yeah.” I’ed peace then” I give him a dap and feel something familiar being passed in my hand as i walk away. I stuff it into my pocket as i leave and start back down Main Street. In about nine minutes i'm close to the school so i stop at the corner store so i buy two water bottles and a thing of pringles and keep walking. My schools in sight now big and castle like as always so i pull out a bottle and put it against my eye. Over the years I’ve come to realize for one reason for another water bottles lower the red in your eyes drastically and since i'm about to be at school soon i sit down and do that for a few minutes.

Starting to walk again i’m now at my school's front door and i walk right by it to the side of the school then i keep walking for a little bit and walaa here i am. I check my watch 10:17. There's a few people already out here but not many some i know and wave too and then i go out the gate that leads to the track and sit on the steps. Pulling my water bottle out its bag i laid onto the steps. Then i reached into my pocket and pulled out my zippo lighter and wooden pipe. I poured out some water and then burned a little hole midway in the bottle and stuck in the pipe. Putting away the lighter i took out the bag Jamie gave me and checked it. It seemed to be a blend of Kratom, Weed and Salvia. I put in my pipe and lit it. Ther water began to bubble and smoke rose to the top and i pulled and coughed. I pulled three more times before i began to notice a difference. The shapes around me blurred and became more geometric. The world slowly lost color, turning black and white and time began to slow down. It was then i realized this was some good shit.

So i pulled three more times and then something weird happened. There was a colorful hole above me. Like all the color that drained from the world ended up in that hole. After this trim was over i was gonna have to thank Jamie. This shit was better than acid. I had even began to feel like i was floating toward that colorful thingy. As i got closer to the thing I realized how awesome this was. Oh shit i went through this is so fucking awesome. It’s like a rave in my mind. That was until everything went black.