Weed kills

by Anonymous

One day I came home from basketball practice. I got a text saying, "hey, want to go hangout?"
I said yes thinking "yeah, why not? Nothing bad will happen". Boy was I wrong. I stepped outside and the wind whistled past my ear knocking my hoods off. I continued walking all the way down to where I was meeting up with them. To my surprise they were all there waiting for me, they had what they called a "blunt and bud" and rolled it. They asked me to take a hit, and being dumb I said yes. I took the biggest hits my lungs hurt. The stupidest mistake of my life. So as we finished smoking this blunt. I had to walk home. I froze so bad I couldn't feel my fingers. They felt like carrots I'm dead serious. I don't know whether it was the weed or the cold, or both.

I came home ran straight to my room and cried my eyes out. I couldn't breathe I couldn't speak, I had to puke. I felt like complete crap. I really wished I could go back and erase it all.

I'm so depressed ever since that, man I'm never gonna touch weed again.

The WORST part is I'm a girl ugh...