I wasn't like most people. Around the summer after 8th grade I decided I wanted to try cannabis, and did it before most other people. I did my research and I knew what I was doing. Ultimately, it wasn't until later that fall that I actually smoked. I had been talking to a friend I'd known for a few years (We'll call him E) who smoked weed. Me and a friend of mine (Let's call him A), who hadn't smoked either, both decided we wanted to try it out. Now, at the time, my parents were divorced and my dad had moved out of his house into another one out of town. He still hadn't sold the old one, so I stayed there alone a lot of the time, which I loved. Even without doing anything "bad", being alone is pretty great. Anyway, since nobody was home, it made it pretty easy for me to sneak out. It was around late November to early December, so it was a little cold, but not that bad. I snuck out and walked about a quarter mile to my old elementary school. There, I met E and A on the baseball diamond. They had already smoked a few bowls from a pen pipe (terrible idea lmao don't smoke plastic or metal please), so they were decently high when I arrived. I took out my homemade wooden pipe (tutorials in the future?) and E loaded a bowl, which I took couple of hits from. After this, they decided it would be fun to set off some fireworks. We only had a fountain, which we set on the baseball field, lit, and run. Thinking back on it, it either didn't go off or was suuuper short, because after I ran away and looked back, it had already stopped. We walked around town for a bit. E and A were definitely high, but I wasn't feeling much other than the adrenaline due to sneaking out and doing some bad shit for the first time. (I had never drank alcohol before this, so it was my first "drug" or whatever). Eventually, we walked about a mile into town and found ourselves in a storm drain, where we smoked another bowl. I still didn't feel anything, though. After that we migrated back towards the school. Once we were there, we smoked a couple more hits, if I remember correctly, and then went our separate ways. E was a real homie and gave me like .3g, which I took home and smoked. Despite all that, I didn't really get high at all. Well, that's my first time smoking weed. Pretty uneventful, but it was the beginning of something great.
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