Narrative: Final Paper
Why is everyone talking? I ask myself this knowing the answer normally. But tonight is different and will be for the next two years straight almost. Sitting on the couch thinking my heart was going to pop right out of my chest any second now. I start to pass out and I think I’m dying. I get up and crawl over to my 25 year old brother arms to try to relax and feel normal again. This was the first time I every got “high” from smoking “weed.”
It’s Friday and my brother’s friends are coming over to party all night When Steve my brothers best friend got there we took three shots each. Then we went down and smoked “weed” and I didn’t get high. I thought that’s what you felt when you smoked “weed” so I was fine to blow smoke out of my mouth with everyone. Plus I liked seeing the smoke coming out of my month.
Later on I smoked more and this time it hit me like a wall. I was “high” and didn’t like it at all. I thought I was going to die because my heart was beating super slow. My head had a mind of its own and keep drifting off and I was so out of it. At this time I was sitting on the couch and then I was in my brother’s arms. We went out side and played pass with the soccer ball.
After not being able to kick the ball anymore, I went inside and made some food to munch on. I had the munchies and I didn’t even know it yet. I think it was cereal or something like that. I had four bowls of cereal it was good stuff. Then I went and passed out on the couch. Waking up to the sound of my brother’s friends walking out the front door saying goodbye and feel better man. That was what happened the first time I smoked “weed.”
What I gained from all of this is the “Gateway” to my Career and what I want to do for the rest of my life. I have learned the skills to “spot the pot” and some what how to help people realize the damage that it dose to people and they life. I have observed the type of people that live the life style and what they do during that time. I have gained the knowledge but at the same time nothing if you know what I mean?
Mark
7 Comments to “Narrative: Final Paper”
Shawnie (October 2, 2009 at 9:37 AM)
that is so cool... not that you did pot but that you want to help the people who do, do it. you know a lot and you are going to go somewhere in life!!! i hope you really do learn from your experiences... and become a greatER, person. YOU ROCK MY SOCKS!! I EFFING LOVE YOU!!
Anonymous (October 5, 2009 at 7:50 PM)
This was a really inspiring narrative. Most people would get caught up in the "party scene" but you were able to rise above it. It is amazing that you took a situation that was not the best and made it into something positive. It sounds like you have a great head on your shoulders and would be a really helpful at showing people the negative effects of weed. The way you wrote this piece really helped your story too. I liked the way you started with a story that people could relate to and then moved into what you were going to do about what happened in that story.
Aaron (October 9, 2009 at 8:12 AM)
I think that this story is even better because I know of a lot of your stories. I think it's great that you're trying to change and help other people. Good job.
joey (October 9, 2009 at 9:29 AM)
1.I think it is cool that it was your first time smoking weed and that it even better when you are helping others.
2. I like the detail but you need to be more specific on just more then one thong.
Jeremy (October 23, 2009 at 7:49 AM)
That is tight I never had the same experiance. Although I can see your point of view. I like the fact that you got to see what it was like. I like even more that you did not like how it made you feel.
stefany (October 23, 2009 at 10:56 AM)
I never would of thought thats what weed does to you really sounds horrible. I'm glad you understand how bad and dumb weed is. I'm sure your story will help others not even want to try it.
Steven J (March 19, 2010 at 10:59 AM)
Thats pretty deep Brah.
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