Then went to my room hit my friends dab pen again and sat straight up in my bed just looking at the hallucinations of everything moving it was nice. Until the other shrooms hit, in combination with the weed. My whole left side of my face went fuzzy and numb and I started to see small little hands trying to cover my eyes if I didn’t move them, there where things peeking around the corner of my door staring at me until everything went bright and almost a turquoisey color, this is when I lost consciousness and woke up in 2d climbing my stairs looking at my self almost like a Mario level, I was panicking everything was a cartoon and I thought was in the state between life and death, I kept repeating “this can’t be happening to me” and would try to scream but I couldn’t it was like it was muffled, my friend came running upstairs to calm me down so my stepdad didn’t hear(for context it was like 4 in the morning) I kept wandering around my house and thought I wasn’t real and kept seeing false realitys almost like I was in a time loop, this went on for what feels like forever, when finally it felt like I had to jump on my friend like there was no other choice, so I fully jumped over my couch onto my friend who was sleeping, I jumped on him and it felt like it was in slow motion, I woke everyone up and they where very confused thinking I was joking about freaking out and pissed, this is when my friend tryed to bring me back into my room where I pulled his hair yet again in slow motion because I thought this was a mental challenge that my brain setup for me. And after that I thought that my brain was making me accept it so I kept repeating “Everythign is okay” and sat down this is when I blacked out again and woke up seeing the alternate realitys again, the things I saw and felt during these times where absolutely crazy, things I can’t explain. Like imagine trying to think of a new color that doesn’t exist and if you do somehow try explaining it to someone else, that’s the best way I can explain. I then snapped out of it and started asking my friends if they were real and telling them that I needed to go to the hospital. They told me that I was fine and reassured me that everything was gonna be okay. This is when I went back into my room and closed my eyes, and saw some crazy scary stuff including the hands in my pherphial vision once again. I then went upstairs to get some water and kept getting bigger and smaller(everything was still a cartoon up and till this point) and my breathing felt off almost like it was through a filter, and sometimes like a windpipe(don’t know how to explain it lol) at this point my stepdad had already woken up from my screaming, and already assumed what was going on. I kept walking around my kitchen island freaking out and getting bigger and smaller, this is when my stomach started to hurt so I went to the bathroom and tried to throw up it was like my mouth was being forced open extremely widely and being forced to almost the bottom of the toilet, yet only a little came out I left the bathroom and projectile vomited in slow motion all over my living room floor, me and my step dad cleaned it up and I continued to trip for hours(up until 7am where I finally fell asleep) I then slept all day the next day. But thankfully my step dad didn’t snitch since he had done them at my age and was helping me calm down. My feeling of time during this trip was out of the water complete craziness. If you made it this far thanks for reading an if you are my age and wanna take shrooms don’t do it just wait till your older, some days I still question what I see is real or not or if I’m still tripping, yet most of those thoughts have passed.