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So the other day I was at the skate park with my friend, we were hanging out another guy pulls out a tupperware full of what looked like cosmic brownies without sprinkles. I being the oblivious idiot I am asked for three of the little brownies this guy had and he said “Are you sure bro?” And I said “Yeah! I love these kinds of brownies!” And then he gave me three of these brownies and said “Right on man!” I ate all three in like 5 minutes… I can’t fully recall how it started but I got a large boost of energy and I had some fun riding around on my BMX bike. Then it hit me… My heart started beating super fast and I started to feel like I was buzzing or something. Then my eyes kind of felt puffy like I had just cried so I sat down because I thought I was about to die. The dude who gave me the brownies came up to me and was like “The hit fast don’t they?” “what do you mean? Did you poison me or something” I replied laughing. He looked at me like he just saw a ghost and said “You know those were weed brownies right?” After hearing that I almost died because I am a little too young to be ingesting weed. I rode my bike home and started making an eggo waffle and peanut butter sandwich for some reason and I SWEAR ON MY LIFE!! The peanut butter was turning red when I would look at the waffles. After that my sister walked in the kitchen and asked how the skate park was and I looked at her panicked and said it was fine, she looked at me and asked why my eyes were so red and I just started YAPPING!!! I told her how I accidentally ate weed brownies and stuff and she told me that it was good I said something. I am not lying when I say this but the entire time I felt like I was playing in 3rd person. Now I can’t stop thinking about the brownies because they were SO GOOD!! Not the weed part which was horrible, but the taste of the brownies themselves was amazing. Thanks for reading my story I hope it was enjoyable!

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