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Sorry for the amount of typing, but if I didn't write this I'd find it pretty interesting.
So read on...Chapter 1.
My name is Paige, I’m 14 years old, and I’ve had some crazy experiences with dimenhydrinate. The first time, I was with Tom, Mack and Justin. Tom went to the pharmacy and grabbed 3 packs of Gravol 50mgs. Along with 3 bottles of DXM pills. We got back to my house, split the pills three ways. (Excluding Justin.) He called us all stupid for taking these drugs. Anyways, as far as I remember after popping these pills, the dimenhydrinate kicked in within 20 minutes of taking them. I took about 20 - 25 Gravol. Let me tell you I was fucking trippin. I remember sitting in this exact spot trying to sign in to facebook. But I was too fucked up for that. I was typing a bunch of bullshit onto the Facebook log in screen, a bunch of letters like “Login: irh#3ygd77s%AO” Then I looked over at Justin; He asked “Trippin?” I stared at him with my mouth wide open, when I tried to speak and realized that I couldn’t, I started laughing instead. Then he picked me up saying “Move the fuck out of my way you brain dead little fuck.” I tried talking back but all that came out of my mouth was mush. So, I remember sitting in the chair beside Justin watching him chill on Facebook, and all of a sudden Tom appears in the chair next to me. I started getting confused and trying to think only made me trip harder. My mind would wander off into some out of this world crazy trip and that’s when hallucinations started hitting me. I stared at the white wall in my kitchen for a second and started seeing all these playboy bunnies all over it. I looked away from the wall to tell Justin to look at it, and when I looked again, they were gone. But then, a whole bunch of random colorful letters started filling that same wall. I stared at it with my mouth wide open looking all puzzled. (At this point the DXM has kicked in.) My mouth was so dry. I make sure to have water with me at all times when I decide to do Gravol; and If your going to try this I recommend you do the same. I don’t remember too much of this day, but after sitting in that chair beside Justin for a while, I realized I was high as fuck and I wanted to explore. I stood up out of my chair, and mumbled something to Tom. He looked up at me and slurred “I’m fucking trippin come for a walk with me.” I agreed to that and it took me about 5-7 minutes to explain to Justin and Mack that I was going outside, and to “make sure my house doesn’t fall over.” Then, we left my house through the back and we were walking out of the complex. Tom was mumbling a bunch of shit and pointed at the bus stop. So I assumed that’s where we were going. When we got there we were both sitting on the bench with our heads in our lap. Then I looked up and said something to Tom. He jumped out of his seat and started trippin. He said “The bus. The bus! I need to go.” “Go where? You are just trippin the fuck out.” I said. After that moment I have no memory of even walking back from the bus stop. I just remember being at my house again and watching Mack sit on my couch puking up a bunch of pills and water into a bowl that he found on the coffee table. At that point I could not stop laughing at him, at the same time trying to comfort him and I was talking a bunch of gibberish to him sitting beside him giving him a hug. Then, I got up and walked to the kitchen and sat back down beside Justin. I looked over at the green wall and it started melting and slightly changing colors. I was like, “WHAT!?” Then Justin looked over at me and asked me if I was okay, or something along those lines. I looked at Justin for a second but then got side tracked by the corner of my wall. There was a little tornado looking thing just chillin’ in the corner of my wall; twirling around and shit. I closed my eyes and tried to snap out of it. But everything still felt so strange. I kept thinking I was a robot. I jumped out of the chair and ran upstairs to the washroom. I closed the door and did my bathroom business, when I was sitting on the toilet I was looking at the bathtub faucet and bubbles started coming out of it. So I chilled on the toilet and stared at it for a few minutes. Then the bubbles disappeared so I flushed and washed my hands and shit, while I was washing my hands I was looking in the mirror and I thought I saw a bug on my face. So I started trippin trying to get that bug off my face. But then I put my face closer to the mirror and realized it was just my piercing. I went back downstairs and started to talk to my mom and my brothers. I swear I saw them standing there. They were talking to me about something. But then I sat down on the couch and turned back around to talk to them again but they were gone. I screamed “MOM?” Justin came into the living room and said “What the fuck are you talking about Paige, your mom is still at work.” It took me a while to process that in my head but then I realized I was just trippin.
End.
Chapter 2.
The next dimenhydrinate experience I remember was completely horrible. I was with Tom, Steve and Chris. We were staying at Chris’ place for the night, we had no money, no pot, or alcohol. So Gravol sounded like a good idea. (I have absolutely no memory of this night what so ever, I’m typing what I’ve been told by people.) Me, Tom and Steve walked down to the pharmacy to pick up some pills. Me and Steve waited outside while Tom went in the store and got them. The last thing I remember this night was arriving back at Chris’ place, and popping about 20 Gravol 50mgs. This time, it didn’t hit me as fast, and I thought it wasn’t going to do anything at all to me. Tom, Steve and I all took our doses at the same time. Steve was trippin hard before me and Tom even felt anything. Then, I got jealous because of how hard Steve was trippin, (Like I said I didn’t -think- I would even get high.) so I popped 15 more Gravol. After that, I couldn’t tell you what happened, cause I have no memory of it. Here’s what “apparently” happened… For some unknown reason, Chris, Tom, Steve and I all went for a walk. Apparently it took us 2 hours to walk back from somewhere that should take us only 20 minutes. Sad thing is, we didn’t even make it back. We were like zombies. Steve peaced the fuck out and apparently slept under a bridge or something; and apparently Chris was telling me and Tom to come on and start walking and shit, but we were too fucked up to understand. So Chris said “Fuck it.” and just left us there and went home. I woke up two days later handcuffed to a hospital bed. You can guess, I overdosed on Gravol. That was a twisted 420. Yes, this happened on 420. I woke up the day after, called my mom and asked her how the fuck I got here. That apparently broke her heart. But some of the crazy things my mom told me I was doing / saying; Talking to cops about big dicks, asking garbage cans “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?”, Seeing a "Flying piece of money", Screaming at cops telling them, “I’M NOT FUCKING GOING TO JAIL ON 420!”, asking boxes of needles for money, and something about a palm tree and a cops head. I was all wired up to machines in the emergency room and I was ripping IV’s out of my arms. This trip lasted me literally 4-5 days, and it was intense the whole way through. One piece of advice, DO NOT re-dose on Gravol. Choose how many mgs your going to take, and stick to it.
End.
Chapter 3.
This is the last Gravol abuse experience I’m going to share with you. (You can figure the rest out for yourself.) This time it was just me and Tom. We were living on the streets at this point, and we decided we wanted to have a trippy night. So once again went to the pharmacy, and Tom grabbed a pack or two of Gravol 50’s. Then, we walked over to the community center and popped around 20 pills each. This is honestly the most twisted trip I’ve ever had from Gravol. After we took these pills, we both passed out on a park bench. I’m sure we slept for at least one hour. Then, I remember waking up; and I was trippin hard! I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t stop laughing, and I couldn’t stop falling over, and tripping over my own feet. I tried to wake Tom up; explaining to him that I was fucked out of my tree, but so was he so there was nothing he could really do. Tom tried to talk, but failed. I started laughing at him cause he was trippin, and he started crying because he thought I was making fun of him. I woke up hallucinating, the first thing I saw was two people walking their dog talking about how stupid it is. This was about 4 in the morning; that’s my best guess. I can’t explain in full detail the next part of what went on, because I only have slight memory of it. But I remember I saw my moms van pull up and drop off my sister and her boyfriend. (At 4 in the morning at a community center?) Then, my sister and her boyfriend were just aimlessly walking around, climbing the playground and shit, but for some reason, my sister would NOT talk to me. I kept trying to follow her, and every time I got close, she would like, teleport to a different area of the park. I got so fucking annoyed, so I just went back to the park bench we were sleeping at, and the bench was closed in by fences, and I was just sitting there and I saw my sister and her boyfriend walking closer to us from a distance. Then, my sister stopped walking and just stood there in the distance. But her boyfriend started running towards the fence, (Tom and I were on the inside of the fence.) and he ran right through the fence to the side that me and Tom were on. Tom said “How the fuck did you do that?” My sister’s boyfriend smiled at me and said, “If you believe in yourself, you can do it too!” Then he disappeared. The twisted thing is, Tom was sleeping the whole time.
The next morning around 7am we were both still trippin the fuck out, talking to candy wrappers. When I realized it was a candy wrapper, I told it to shut the fuck up and stop talking to me.
End.
* Dimenhydrinate is a scary thing to fuck with. I’m 14 years old and explaining this through experience. I’ve been through overdoses, I’ve watched my boyfriend overdose and almost die in my arms. Thank God for hospitals. After I went on a 5-7 day Gravol binge, I woke up too weak to even move. Doing too much of this caused me some brain damage / memory loss, and some repertory problems. As simple as standing in one spot made me so out of breath like I was running for miles. When I walk around I have to stop every 2 minutes to sit down and catch my breath. Honestly, this stuff can be so dangerous, scary, and heartbreaking. If your going to fuck with it, no one’s stopping you. Just take my advice and BE FUCKING CAREFUL! Drink lots of water. Till this day, I still get some side effects. I haven't touched Gravol in about a month. But I still get intense hallucinations as if I just took 30 Gravol pills.
-Paige.
