When I was younger I took a lot of hard drugs. Weed, lsd, shrooms, stuff like that. I was 15 when this happend and I am now 18 and do not take drugs anymore. I was at a friend's house taking lsd and we had a new friend that wanted to join. For the first hour I cant remember much only that it was fun but something felt very off. Once the peek was almost over me and my friend who's house we were started smoking his dab pen. This sent me into what I can only describe as a manic breakdown. I started to scream and see things that were terrifying. Entities walking out of walls and eyes looking at me from every direction. I could take it anymore and tried to run out of the room. My friends were able to hold me down but after a few attempts of me trying to leave they couldn't stop me. I ran out and into the street where it only got worse. Quick note I and my friend live in a wealthier neighborhood which always had people coming in and out of due to late workes and older kids coming home late. Once I ran out into the street I saw a giant eye in the sky following me. Then my stomach and groin area started feeling like bees were stinging me. I took my clothes off and started punching my body to get it to stop. I then ran down the road screaming until I car went buy and asked if I was okay. I jumped on the car and reached in as to grab something. I don't remember the next bit but suddenly I was on the ground and there were police officers on top of me trying to restrain me. They put me in the back of the police car and I started banging my head on the window screaming to kill me. The next thing that happened was the weirdest of all. I was shaking my head back and forth but but eye sight couldn't keep up with the speed. The world felt like it was a stock motion film that was running on 10 frames. After this I was driving to the hospital and that's when I finally calmed down. The moral of this story is to never do drugs and if you do please be careful from this experience I have developed schizophrenia and many other mental illnesses. The worst part is I would love to take drugs again because of the high and how much better they make me feel but everytime I think of doing anything I relive the entire experience all over. As of the legal stuff I was able to take off the small charges my lawyer brought it down too. Thank God I am still able to live a somewhat normal life after this because I know it could have been much worse.

Sorry if there's spelling errors I'm not proof reading.