I remember my 10th grade year one of my friends took 16 hits and was outside beating his head on the sidewalk... He died 3 times in his own front yard cause I kept doing CPR to him and finally an ambulance picked him up and took him to the hospital. He died 1 more time on the way. He came out fine. And 5 months later he got thrown in prison for cocaine. I think he's still there.



I know he knocked up one of my friends and I treat the baby like my own nephew.. I don't even know if the father (dumbass) even knows that the kid exists.



That's why I stopped drinkin and drugs.

 

when I was a kid, maybe 2nd grade, I was prescribed a medication called Theodore. We think this may have induced hallucinations, and night terrors. One afternoon I was napping on my parent's bed, when people started coming after me through the house, weilding clubs, axes, and such. I locked myself in the master bathroom, and climbed out the window. That's the only hallucination that I can remember being awake for.



I would also be screaming bloody murder in my sleep, (my parents tell me, I don't remember) and have my eyes wide open. When they would try to comfort me, I screamed harder and pushed them away, looking more frightened.



I spent the night at my friend's house around this same time period, and he said I was walking around screaming and crying, and it looked like I was trying to find a way out. All I remember is dumping a glass of water on my chest, and "waking up" with his dad holding a wet rag on my head, looking worried. My dad had to come get me at like 2 am.



All I remember from most of these is an intense fear I've never felt, and I hope I never again will have to. Every now and then, the feeling runs through me for an instant, and makes me shudder. That was the freakiest **** that's ever happened to me, and it pretty much scarred me for life.