Worst Paranoia experiences

The other day I was walkink a friend home and it was night time and I was pretty baked. On the way back to my house I thought there was people in the bushes or that every car that passed me had people in it that wanted to jump me. So I ended up taking my knife out and walk down the street with it out. I realized what I was doing when I got to my house and put it away.

 

haha...thats funny. I can piture myself doing something like that. Better make sure to leave your knife at home next time you get high

 

I was in an old hospital with some friends, wandering around, taking pictures, smoking a few j's. We were in there and pretty lost/high and cold. All of a sudden we start hearing voices. Cops? A dog tag jingling... With Dogs?! We couldn't see anything outside because the windows were covered over with plastic so we had to punch a little hole in it, but we really couldn't see. Voices were echoing all around the building and it was impossible to figure out where it was coming from. We were so scared that someone was inside with us, we were all cold and high and a little screwed up from shitty air. Finally we walked down a stairwell and looked outside and saw the people we were scared to death of. A family with their dog out for a walk around the abandoned buildings - lovely.

 

^That must have been freaky PLYman.
Once me and two friends were stoned and walking through this bad neighbourhood coming back from a party. We saw this group of dudes crouded around a bike. One of them was trying to open the lock, then they all just stomped the bike. They saw us and started heading in out direction, we freaked and start walking away really fast. They were getting closer and closer, but then they turned a corner. I was so fucking relieved. But we thought we were getting followed three more times that night....

 

We were walking down Some street high as a kite and i saw this middle aged guy run into the street behind us. He was yelling something idk if it was to us or someone else but it scared the shit outa me . he left after a few minutes of followig us so i was just paranoid i guess. Then a few days later we were in the middle of the woods just finished smoking a pipe when my friend says he hears cops.(we are still in the middle of the woods) and decides to throw my pipe into the foliage . Well there obviously were no cops and i almost lost a good pipe which took about 20 minutes to find again.

 

My first paranoid high was two nights ago. I had not smoked in over two weeks and I'm a lightweight so the free half bowl courtesy of my friend got me pretty blazed. I started to get the paranioa as I was listening to The Mothers of Invention. I started having unpleasant/paranoid thoughts that I couldnt control. It started to get very annoying not being able to control my thoughts and I started having a strange feeling/thought that the song "Plastic People" was trying to tell me that I was going to die early or end up as a failure. I knew that was completely silly but the thought/feeling kept haunting me. I turned off the music and got on my computer. I still couldnt control mt thoughts at all and it was really starting to bother me, the music wasnt giving me any "hidden messages" which was a relief. The not being able to control my thoughts was really starting to get to me, it wasnt scaring me but it was very annoying and I wanted it to stop. I started to kill my high by drinking alot of caffeine and that seemed to bring me down quicker. Overall it was an unpleasant experience and I really hope I dont have one agian. It completely took the pleasure of being high away from me. Im really not shure was caused it also, was it becuase i hadnt smoked in so long or something?

 

I got another one. A few weeks ago me and my friend were walking from his house to mine, completely blazed at about 2 AM. So his mom's asleep and stuff but she's a stoner too so she's cool. But we were leaving his driveway and a car started coming our way about half a mile down the road. He freaked out and jumped back into his driveway and he's like "Dude those are cop headlights" and I was freaking out and we waited til it passed and it turned out to be a Jeep, so I was just like 'come on you pussy stop being paranoid'. And it was puring down rain (I live in Washington by the way) and I smoked a cigarette which made me light headed at the time cuz I didn't smoke very much at the time. So my whole body felt heavy and I was walkin down the road like a retard. When we got to my road, we had the option of going around my culdisac( I think that's how you spell it) or going through a neighbor's yard. So we decided to go through the neighbor's yard. They have gravel for part of their driveway and pavement on the other side. So I took the gravel way and made sure to be quiet. He decided to take the pavement route. It was a good idea til he tried to run and slipped and ate shit. It was the funniest shit ever. Good Times. High Times.

 

I remember one time, while I was still new to my apartment, I was stoned as hell and heard all these noises. The apartment was in the area of Lansing (I was there for school at MSU) with the highest crime rate, so knowing that, I thought the apt was being broken into. I went into commando-mode. I'm all crouched down on my floor with my knife, thinking about where to hide the body. It's a good thing it wasn't my roommate coming in, or I might have killed him. It turns out, I had very noisy neighbors, which, though not dangerous, turned out to make it a very annoying year.

 

One time I went out to the movies with my sister, and by the time we get back the front door is open. we made sure to close it, and my parent's (who were out to diner earlier) car was missing. So i grabbed a broom off the porch, because a man can do alot with a stick if he's properly motivated (better than a knife IMHO), and started to methodically check every space in the house.
Turns out my parents had come back, but taken the car out shopping, long story short: i nearly decapitated my sister's Lord Of the Rings cut-out.

 

I've never been paranoid out of my mind. Just sometimes I get worried when I go out and I've been gone a long time and my parents would get mad or something. Other than that riding a bike stoned can be a pretty paranoid experience when cars pass you. And this one time I was high as a kite and I thought my friends doberman was trying to attack me. I eventually passed out and woke up with the dog, it's name was Pumpkin for crissakes, was sleeping on my head.

 

nah man, knife is way better. You may have to get closer, but it won't snap in half, and you can't catch it mid-swing (unless you want to have your fingers cut off). Well, unless he catches my hand. But knives are better for stabbing, that way it's almost impossible to block.

 

I was walking from the park, where I always smoke pot, to go home while listening to my CD player. I saw, what I though was this robotic like figure in a yellow and white stripped suit pointing a death ray at this woman walking about 10-15 feet in front of me. He eventually kept walking after a few seconds. I came to a conclusion that this robot was sent after me and was going to kill me! Scared as shit I continue walking trying to keep my cool, hoping the robot doesn't notice me. When I got closer I soon realized it was just some guy walking his dog. the death ray was just the leash, and when he was pointing it at the woman in front of me, it turned out the dog was just barking at her. One thing still bothers me. It was about 11:30-12:00 at night, yet there is a man dressed form head to toe in a yellow plaid suit walking his dog. At least it wasn't a robot with a death ray I guess.

 

That's called acid dude. lol