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The Epic of The Black Squares Part 3(fin)
>Start High school in Pennsylvania
>Over the summer Tardfriend and my new pal Chillfriend have an awesome day
>We go to a theme park, I'm severely dehydrated, and I drank 2 monsters.
>We stay the night in his dad's RV in the driveway.
>He offers to smoke some weed. I had only tired twice before and I barely got high.
>He decides to have us smoke out of an old yoohoo can with holes in the top.
>He tells me to take the biggest hit I can.
>I inhale my entire lungs in one breath, and almost immediately cough it out.
>"See I told you it wouldn't affect me"
>It affected me
>Shit was dipped in PCP
>I start going crazy. Everything is going numb and all I want is for it to stop
>I start to forget what's going on
>"Am I god? Am I god having a dream?"
>"Oh mY GoD THeReS STrONgER DrUGs THaN ThiS?!"
>Ohgodmakeitstop.wav
>I try to kill myself by smashing my head against a wall trying to snap my neck.
>Chillfriend talks me down from it.
>Chillfriend basically becomes my indian spirit guide for the night.
>I owe him my life.
>"Hey Tardfriend, who did you get this shit from?"
>"The Mourtins"
>This fucking idiot.
>This night causes serious depersonalization that I'm dealing with to this day.
>School starts again
>First period is gym class
>First day, taking attendance
>Isacc fucking Mourtin, in the same gymclass
>One day, while we're changing in the locker room I overhear a snippit of a conversation he's having
>"Annon? Fuck that guy. If I ever smoked with him, I'd lace it. Actually, one time..."
>This mother fucker
>I'm to scared to ever say anything to him. He's a god foot taller than me and his whole family has guns and was willing to use them on anyone who looked at them wrong.
>So for a year I had to change in front of the person who ruined my life, not being able to do anything about it.
>I never did end up confronting him, and The Black Squares remain but a brief fad on the towns history.
>and thus ends The Epic of The Black Squares.
