Short horror story I wrote.

[Strapped]

Where is it

 

[Nicole0416_718_929_646212]

Never read this. It any good?

Those books are based on stories for older kids and teenagers.
There's a movie coming out later this year..

 

[Nicole0416_718_929_646212]

Jon's alive. Ue just called Bob. But he ain't in that car.

11:11 paradox

 

[Dwight Howard]

Dope. I got one for you. True story by the way.

So I tripped Acid with a friend named Gary. Real chil guy, high school jock type, super popular. So its senior year and we decide we're gonna trip acid that he had picked up from some stoner chick he used to mess with. So it's just another Friday after a football game and we decide to go to this closed off park to do it. So we're having a good time, just roaming through park smoking a blunt, enjoying the effect of the acid when suddenly Gary starts running deep into the woods for no damn reason. I was "yo Gary bro wtf are you doing man.." and he starts screaming "get away from me, get away from me". At this point I assume he's trolling so I stop and say "yo Gary I'm not going all the way in there bruh theres snakes and shyt and it's dark as hell." So I just walk back to the main area and wait for this dude to quit trolling me. I remeber I sat on this big as bench and started writing raps cause I was feeling creative as hell. This went on for about 2 hours, but it felt like 30 minutes or so cause my mind was so warped. Anyways after those 2 hours I start getting concerned. I call him a few times and nothing. So I hop in the whip and start calling our other friends immediately. I wasnt ready to get parents or authorities involved just yet...I had atleast an ounce on me at the time and gary's father was a detective. So I'm thinking I'll call friends to help me find him. But right as I'm about to start calling I see that he is calling me. So I answer like "gary wtf you almost blew my trip" and he responds "who is gary?" At this point I'm like come on dude this isnt funny. He's like "my nikka who is Gary and why are you calling me?" I'm like ."alright bro I'll talk to you later.", then I hung up. 10 minutes later he calls again, I answer, and the first thing out of his mouth is "my nikka I'm just fukkin with you" I'm like yea aite man fukk you.

Fast-forward a few weeks and weird shyt started happening. Gary said he had been experiencing flashbacks but also started going by the alter-ego named donovan. He would refer to donovan in the 3rd person on some "Gary would be down for waffle house but donovan feeling ihop... "

Most people thought it was hilarious at first but I knew something wasnt right. That's wasnt his type of humor at all we grew up on .

So this goes on for a few weeks and then he starts to skip classes every single day. We would be in calculus and he would just get up and leave like "donovan said we need to bounce I'll see yall tomorrow."
Teacher looking like "Gary if you miss 2 more classes you wont graduate."

Gary: "you gotta take that up with donovan"

Eventually he quit going altogether and his folks checked him into psych ward. Apparently the acid brought full-blown schizophrenia to the fore-front and that donovan character ruined his life completely. I dont know the full details, but basically Gary became an extra in donovan's world. What would get me is, Gary would text me randomly after like 3-4 months of ghosting on some "what's up man its Gary you tryna kick it, and hop on some hoes?". The one time I agreed to meet up with him at his folks crib, this nikka goes "oh something came up for Gary maybe we can catch up with him a little later. " I'm like and got the fukk outta there. Didnt even say bye to his folks. Probably the most shocking tidbit I found out, which actually lead to his diagnosis supposedly, is that he would see different faces in the mirror randomly. Supposedly, he ran around his crib with a pocket-blade screaming "who the hell cut my hair when I was sleep?!!!", "who the fukk cut my dreads off?!!".
Gary has rocked a low taper since I've know him.

Welp that's all, be careful with drugs.

 

[1-8-7-Skillz]

Dope. I got one for you. True story by the way.

So I tripped Acid with a friend named Gary. Real chil guy, high school jock type, super popular. So its senior year and we decide we're gonna trip acid that he had picked up from some stoner chick he used to mess with. So it's just another Friday after a football game and we decide to go to this closed off park to do it. So we're having a good time, just roaming through park smoking a blunt, enjoying the effect of the acid when suddenly Gary starts running deep into the woods for no damn reason. I was "yo Gary bro wtf are you doing man.." and he starts screaming "get away from me, get away from me". At this point I assume he's trolling so I stop and say "yo Gary I'm not going all the way in there bruh theres snakes and shyt and it's dark as hell." So I just walk back to the main area and wait for this dude to quit trolling me. I remeber I sat on this big as bench and started writing raps cause I was feeling creative as hell. This went on for about 2 hours, but it felt like 30 minutes or so cause my mind was so warped. Anyways after those 2 hours I start getting concerned. I call him a few times and nothing. So I hop in the whip and start calling our other friends immediately. I wasnt ready to get parents or authorities involved just yet...I had atleast an ounce on me at the time and gary's father was a detective. So I'm thinking I'll call friends to help me find him. But right as I'm about to start calling I see that he is calling me. So I answer like "gary wtf you almost blew my trip" and he responds "who is gary?" At this point I'm like come on dude this isnt funny. He's like "my nikka who is Gary and why are you calling me?" I'm like ."alright bro I'll talk to you later.", then I hung up. 10 minutes later he calls again, I answer, and the first thing out of his mouth is "my nikka I'm just fukkin with you" I'm like yea aite man fukk you.

Fast-forward a few weeks and weird shyt started happening. Gary said he had been experiencing flashbacks but also started going by the alter-ego named donovan. He would refer to donovan in the 3rd person on some "Gary would be down for waffle house but donovan feeling ihop... "

Most people thought it was hilarious at first but I knew something wasnt right. That's wasnt his type of humor at all we grew up on .

So this goes on for a few weeks and then he starts to skip classes every single day. We would be in calculus and he would just get up and leave like "donovan said we need to bounce I'll see yall tomorrow."
Teacher looking like "Gary if you miss 2 more classes you wont graduate."

Gary: "you gotta take that up with donovan"

Eventually he quit going altogether and his folks checked him into psych ward. Apparently the acid brought full-blown schizophrenia to the fore-front and that donovan character ruined his life completely. I dont know the full details, but basically Gary became an extra in donovan's world. What would get me is, Gary would text me randomly after like 3-4 months of ghosting on some "what's man its Gary you tryna kick it, and hop on some hoes?". The one time I agreed to meet up with him at his folks crib, this nikka goes "oh something came up for Gary maybe we can catch up with him a little later. " I'm like and got the fukk outta there. Didnt even say bye to his folks. Probably the most shocking tidbit I found out, which actually lead to his diagnosis supposedly, is that he would see different faces in the mirror randomly. Supposedly, he ran around his crib with a pocket-blade screaming "who the hell cut my hair when I was sleep?!!!", "who the fukk cut my dreads off?!!".
Gary has rocked a low taper since I've know him.

Welp that's all, be careful with drugs.

Damn thats fukked up