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Drowning in a Pool of Shadows
by Tanner Rhoden, Team IronLife.com Writer
 The first time I did acid I was sixteen years old. That summer I was hanging out a lot with my friend Mia and her boyfriend Todd. Todd was a few years older than us and had been on his own for quite some time. Almost everyday that summer we'd all go to Topanga Beach to hang out. One day, out of the blue, Todd asked me if I had ever done acid. I told him no, but I was curious. he then proceeded to explain to me what happens when you're on acid. "You'll have a weird body buzz and you'll see things out of the corners of your eyes." Well shit, that doesn't sound to bad. I'll give it a whirl. After about an hour of having that little piece of paper on my tongue everything got very confusing and disoriented. I remember sitting there on the beach watching the sun set thinking "what in the holy fuck is going on?" I also remember trying to hold a single thought in my head, getting distracted by something, then completely forgetting what the fuck I was trying to remember. What a mind cluster fuck this drug is. What happened next was horrible. The sun was down......the stars were coming out.....and Mia and Todd were nowhere to be found. Needless to say I began to freak the fuck out. "Where the hell are they?" "Did they forget about me?" "Jesus, how long have I been sitting here?" Then I had the brilliant idea to drive myself home. The only way to get home was taking Topanga Canyon. Mind you, Topanga Canyon is not fun or easy to drive even sober. I remember following someone through the canyon, which made things a bit easier because I could follow the lights in the back of the car. The thing that made this drive the hardest were the colorful bugs that seemed to never stop flying into my windshield. If you've ever driven on acid you know about the non-existing colorful bugs that leave no splatter when they hit your car.
After a while of following this guy I remember thinking, "this is taking forever." Well, it seemed that way for a good reason. Not only had I followed him through the canyon, I had in fact followed him all the way to his house in Calabasas......which is nowhere near my mothers house in Van Nuys. At the start of this mission to get home I told myself, "follow this car and you'll be fine." I guess I concentrated on following him so much that I failed to realize that we did in fact get through the canyon and gone roughly twenty miles away from my home.
After not blinking for 10 hours, I was finally home. Thank God my Mom and step dad weren't home. There's no telling what kind of awful babble would have come from my mouth. After trying to get situated I went into the restroom. The next thing I saw is an image that will forever stay in my mind. As I entered, I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. To my amazement, I had worms, snakes and things of the sort crawling all over my face. I'm not sure how long I stood there, staring at my face which had turned into a wild animal park, but it was a long time.
When I woke up the next afternoon I told myself that I would never do that again. Wow, only sixteen and already speaking and thinking like a seasoned addict.
* Article by Tanner Rhoden, Team IronLife.com Writer
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