radio_schizo

so i'm towards the last couple hours of my acid trip and i've had a very... unforseen night. it all started well and it ended up being me and two other guys, who are both underaged. We were all tripping and they said that some of the houses that are under construction like 20 minutes or so walking from my house and we get there and chill and listen to mucis and trip. after like an hour or so, we heard a car outstide the house and we hid and gathered up our stuff. i was the only one with backpack and i had my stash can that's a fake arizona can, clothes and my laptop in my bag. we start walking back and i realize i don't have my pipe on me. i started to go back, but a cop came down the street (which is just a long stretch in both directions. it's mostly still under development.). the cop came back around and one of the guys i was with named james just told me to walk in front of him and that we didn't know each other. i just kept walking and noticed that after walking for awhile that they had gotten stopped, but couldn't see anything so i just kept walking and i hear a car get closer and i can tell it's a cop cuz i'm under the spotlight and that loud PA voice tells me to sit on the curb. mind you i'm trippin on acid. i sat down and they asked me where i was going and what i was doing walking down a long ass street at 3 in the morning. i told them i was coming home from a party that nobody could give m ea ride from and i was walking back. long story short, they checked my ID (i have a clean record) and they asked me what was in the backpack and i just told them it was my laptop and work clothes(i jleft out that i also had a fake arizona iced tea stash can. i also have a scale in my pocket. they asked me to show them the laptop and i just showed them the bulge from my backpack, but told them they couldn't search my backpack. they asked me why and i just said it was my personal things and i don't like people going through them and they patted me down for weapons and he felt the scale in my jacket pocket and asked me what it was. i told him it was a picket calculator and he didn't check or anything and i walked out clean. i heard later that the others just got their parents called cuz they weren't 18. mind you we were all on acid... haha. i'm still in it. not as mucha nd the cop scare definately pulled it in a weird direction...