Over the weekend I had quite a crazy trip. My three friends and I evenly split a little over a 1/2oz of golden teachers. My personal favorite way to ingest shrooms is to use a blender to turn the dried shrooms to powder and throwing the powder into orange juice, so that’s what we did. We spent the day at a park and after about 20 minutes the trip started to set in. We had no sober person with us but we just enjoyed the nature and each other’s company. However, one friend started to go a little crazy. After tripping for about 50 minutes, he started bouncing off the rest of us and repeating the same phrases to himself over and over. This freaked my other friends and I out a lot. Every person we passed was just staring at this tweaker ass friend of mine and it was terrible. Our trips went on a sharp decline from here and I felt the feeling of impending doom and extreme dread. Eventually we finished our walk at the park and were finally able to get in my car and get warm. The one tweaker buddy of mine was still going a bit crazy and he had a complete disregard for anything that I or my other friends said and he was convinced the world was ending. Nothing we could do was able to reverse his bad trip or change his panicked state of mind. He eventually was so convinced the world was ending that he had his neighbor pick him up and drop him off at his house. (My friends and I were still sitting in my car at the park not driving). After he left, though, my 2 remaining friends and I were able to feel much better. We listened to lsd by ASAP rocky and watched the music video and from here on out it was a mostly smooth trip. Eventually, we had a sober friend pick us up from the park to go grab food in the downtown area of a close by city. 5 minutes before we parked to walk to the restaurant I got a text from my buddy who had previously left. I called him instead of texting back. His mom answered. We are all still in high school. Oh fuck. She immediately asks if we are safe, if we need a ride from her, and she tells us to go home. I assure her that we’re okay and safe and eventually hang up. Needless to say there was about a 1 minute period where I was shitting cinder blocks because if the tweaker kid’s parents told mine what we were up to, I’d get ass raped by my Christian drug hating parents as I’m only 17. But the sober driver friend used the quick, unthinkable logic that if my friends mom asked me if we were home, it means she hasn’t yet told my parents what we were up to because my parents would’ve told her if we were home. After this speed bump we got our food for takeout and rode out the rest of the trip out having an amazing time. We let ourselves submit to the drug and fully let ourselves be engulfed by the visual and mental effects. Our friend eventually took us back to my car and I was no longer tripping, I just had a little afterglow and some leftover euphoria. For the next two hours my two friends and I just sat in my car in my neighborhood and talked and bonded over our trip. It brought all of us (minus tweaker kid) much closer together and we plan on tripping again together (without tweaker kid). But overall, the experience was positive and my parents didn’t find out so that’s hype. 7.8/10 would recommend (just don’t invite a tweaker kid and it could be 10/10). Also the tweaker kid didn’t get in trouble for this because he “did the responsible thing” by telling his parents he was tripping and letting them contact me to make sure I and my other two friends were okay.