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AKA Jae Keeps
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Upstate NY
Posts: 2,021
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Bugged out stories...
Ever get a lil too high and bug the fuck out? i got two stories bout it, lemme hear urs.
first one. my friend's house is where we usually smoke at, well not really his house, its an abandoned barn. its three stories, the first story is used for storage the second is where we blaze, complete with pool table, microwave, bar, fridge, poker table, two tv's, and a cd player. the third story is completely abandoned, its just covered in bird poop no one ever bothered to clean up so no one ever goes up there. neways, me and the kid that owns the place were cleanin the place that day, and we were finished so we smoked like three spliffs and got very faded, and all the sudden we heard footsteps up stairs, so we mute the tv and stay very quiet, and we hear very distinct human footsteps, so he grabbed a lead pipe and i grabbed a bat. but we were both shook as hell so we couldnt move from our seats. so we were like, well just make it seem like we left and well wait a few minutes, but then nothin happened. all the sudden we hear him walking towards the stairs, then suddenly stop. so he yelled, whoever u are, just come downstairs and we wont hurt u, and, nothin happened, and being high as all hell, we were also paranoid as hell, so we were like, yo whut if he has a gun?! so we just went downstairs, came back the next day SOBER and there was absolutely nothin up there. from that day on we now have the legend of bill the homeless that lives in The Fort(thats the name of the place).
second one. we smoke a half o in one night, just me and two other kids, had fun and i went home. so i was goin to sleep and all the sudden i start hear pounding downstairs. and then all the sudden, i swear i heard it, i heard some say "Please God help me!" but it was very, very faint. then i started to hear a very distinct sawing noise, and what sounded like a person vomiting and repeating that same phrase. so i was absolutley, completely scared shitless, and i didnt want to get up because i thought they(whoever they were) would hear me walkin around, so finally, i muster the balls to walk to my desk, which is about 5 feet away and grab my cell, i call my boy up and i tell him the situation hes like yo ill be over in a few. he came over and there was absolutley no sign of any disturbance at all. i dont think ill ever live that incident down.
i hate buggin out...
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