My Weed Experience (short story)
:
I had just moved out of my parents house
and
was sharing a room with my “friend”. I had
no
idea he smoked weed, despite his
suspicious
movements and signature weed scent(abi
na
odour?) barely two weeks after moving in
with
him, my worst fears were confirmed as he
started bringing home his weed smoking
buddies and they would occassionally roll a
wrap and smoke it right there in the room
or
mix the weed with beans or spagehtti.
Being a very curious person i always
wondered
what made them happy after smoking, so i
decided to find out for myself(wrong move)
It
was a very hot day in february, a saturday i
think it was, my friend was out as usual.
I searched everywhere for his stash but
couldn’t find it so i decided to go and get
mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and
nervous, half expecting to get muged but
nobody seemed to be aware of my presence
there, they were all on different planets all
expect one i concluded that he must be the
seller so i approached him and the following
conversation ensued:
Me: how far?
Weed seller: i dey
Me: i wan buy weed
Weed seller: how many parcel?
Me: parcel ke? Iro oo, na just small i need
Weed seller: laughs really hard. bolo leleyi
sha
(meaning this guy is a dunce oo)
Apparently, a parcel of weed is that small
wrap, i didn’t know that. I thought it was
something very large. I gave him 1000naira
and he gave me a tiny wrap of weed with a
white paper, i was suprised when he gave
me
950 as change.
I couldn’t believe weed was that cheap. On
my
way home, i decided not to smoke it but mix
it
with beans because i thought that it will be
better that way(another wrong move).
Long story short, i cooked beans and added
the whole weed, ate it and called my friend, i
told him ogbeni i just ate weed oo and
nothing happened to me this one that you
people will eat and be feeling funky, i don
chop am oo.
My friend was like ehen you be strong man
ooI
decided to take a quick nap before doing
laundry,i woke up about 20 minutes later
on
the floor i was banging my head on the
floor,
and i couldn’t stop, my heart beat was so
audible and fast, everything was extra
bright
and extra loud.
After a few minutes of head banging, i was
able to get up from the floor, I felt as if i had
just gained access to a part of my mind that
I
never knew existed previously, it was scary
and cool at the same time.
I could feel the blood flowing in my veins
(you
have to experience it to believe it. Though I
strongly advise against it) i felt so
uncomfortable in the room, it felt like i was
in
an oven suddenly a voice in my head
wisphered ogbeni bo aso e joor (off your
clothes) i obeyed.
The voice came again oya sa re(now run)
that
was when i realised that the weed had
taken
effect so i decided to take a shower to see if
it
will calm me down, but the water felt so hot
on my skin so hot i ran out of the bathroom.
I called my friend to see if he could help me
make sense of what was going on but he
laughed at me, he asked me the quantity of
weed i took and i told him i used a whole
parcel, he said guyyyyy you don eff up if you
no sleep in the next 30mins, you go mad oo
go chemist make you go explain yourself.
By this time things had escalated, i had a
severe itch at the back of my head that
wouldn’t go away no matter how hard i
scratched and i was convinced that the
beating in my chest was an evil spirit that
could only be killed with a punch.
I ran to my neighbour champion and told
him
champion e jo e fun mi lese laya (champion
pls punch me in the chest) ti e ba gbami lese
laya mo ma ku oo(if you don’t punch me i
will
die oo) he hissed and walked out having
had
enough of such nonsense from the boys in
the
boys quatters.
The voice in my head came again iwo na o
de
gba ara e lese laya abi o ti fe ku ni (why
don’t
you punch yourself in the chest or do you
want to die?) i punched and punched but
there was no difference.
The house was getting hotter, the voice in
my
head was getting louder, the itch in my head
was getting worse,and the evil spirit in my
chest was getting louder.
Then came the voice again oya ma sare lo
(start running) so i started running but on
getting outside in the sun, i felt so cold i was
shivering but that didn’t stop me from
running
(i would have given husain bolt a run for his
money on that day).
On getting to the chemist, i realised i was
bare
footed, i told him i had a severe headache i
needed something to make me sleep
immediately, he gave me the drug and i
chewed it right there in his presence, next i
asked him to give me a drug for evil spirit,
that was when he realised something was
wrong with me and chased me out.
I got back home and tried to sleep but my
heart beat wouldnt let me, so i ran back out
this time around to a nurse in the area, first
thing she asked was kilode o wo bata ni?
(why
don’t you have your shoes on? I told her
jackie chan ti gba bata lowo mi (jackie chan
collected my shoes) i was finally able to
explain my situation to her and she took me
in, tied something around my elbow and
injected me directly in the vein.
I passed out immediately only to wake
around
1 or 2am in the middle of the night with the
worst kind of hunger I have ever felt in my
life.
I ate a whole loaf of butter field bread in
one
sitting without butter or tea.
I came home to a hero’s welcome, my friend
told me e be like say your head no carry am
but e go better make you try am once more
so
you go dey use to it.
The following day while the house was
empty,
I packed my Ghana must go and like the
prodigal son in the bible I went back home
to
my parents. It’s been a few years since that
experience but the lesson I learnt is an
unforgettable one.
My curiosity hasn’t gotten me in trouble
again
and my circle of friends have since changed.
LLOL. .
Learnt Lot Of Lesson
