My name is Max, and I used to use psychedelic mushrooms, or shrooms for short, till I saw something on a trip that I still can't definitively say was or wasn't really.

It was a boring Friday night, and I was stuck at home while my parents were gone for the week. I had already played and beaten the three new games my dad bought me as payment, and was working my way through COD:WII again when my friend Skyler called me and said he just re-uped on his shroom stash and that they were supposed to be really good from what his connect told him. Now, yes while I was underage I never let my liking of shrooms get in the way of my life. I was a straight A student and played baseball every year, but on the weekends I'd go fry with Skyler and play video games if I didn't have any extra work from school. I also had a girlfriend but she wasn't there for this event.

I told him I'd leave the door unlocked but that I'd have my knife on me so to knock first. We didn't live in to horrible of a neighborhood but there was at least two break-ins a year and I just always kept it on me when I was by myself cause shit happens and I'd rather be prepared for it if and when it happens. After about an hour he finally arrived with his girlfriend Arial and I instantly felt like calling Lizzy but she was away for the month for a family reunion so I...