LSD Trips

She had known the boy for a while. She really didn't know anything about him. She knew that he took drugs. LSD, to be exact. She was intrigued by his erratic behavior, as he was always giggling, and laughing. She never knew what was so funny, and she wondered what he found so amusing. She didn't like him as a person.. She liked his face, and his hair. He was physically attractive. She loved to look at his face. She went to the same High School that he did.

She had been around him a few times outside of school. They had both been at another boys house, who lived down the street from her. He had always been loaded. Under the influence. He never talked to her. She never talked to him. He and the other boy they both knew, took LSD together. The boy that lived on the same street as she did, would call her up when he was high, and tell here to come down to his house. He would also call her up when both of the boys were down at the house, and they were high as kites.

She never knew why they wanted to be around her when they were high. Years later, when she reflected back on the situations, she came to the conclusion they were just teasing her. Maybe it was mere teen angst? They had all been sixteen years old at the time. It was the summer of her sixteenth year. It must have just been teenage boys picking on a teenage girl.

The boy that lived down the street had called her, and told her to come down, as he was high. The other boy was down at the house also, and he was high too. When she arrived, she saw that both of the boys were standing in the front yard. They were pointing at her, and laughing. She told them that they were idiots, and she said that she was going to walk back home, as she wondered why she had walked all the way down the street for this type of treatment. The boy that lived in the house told her not to go.

She remembered another incident, when she was down the street at the boys house. Both of the boys were there, and they were high. The three of them went into the house. They ended up in the kitchen. She saw there was a lot of food on the counters. The boy who lived there, told her to make him a sandwich. She reluctantly made it for him. The boy took one bite out of it and loudly exclaimed to the girl, that this was the worst sandwich that the had ever had. He threw the sandwich on the floor, and then proceeded to throw other food on the floor, that had been sitting on the counter tops. He told her to clean up the mess. She told him that she wasn't going to clean it up. The other boy stood against the wall, giggling, and laughing.

She received a telephone call from the boy who lived down the street, yet another time. He said that he was high, and he told her to come down to his house. She wondered what was in store for her. She walked into the front yard of his house, and she saw that he had a bucket. She moved closer to him, trying to see what was in the bucket. He didn't want her to know what the contents of the bucket were. When she was close enough to him, he stuck his hand down inside the bucket, and he pulled out a handful of something to throw at her.

She didn't know what was in his hand. He threw what he was holding in his hand at her, and the objects landed on her chest. She looked down, and there were bugs all over her blouse. She was shocked, but not surprised. She knew how he was. He was always throwing something at her. She pulled at the fabric of her blouse, and released it, and the bugs came off. She started chasing him around the yard, trying to get the bucked away from him. She wanted to get a handful of bugs, and throw them at him. He out ran her, and she never did get a hold of the bucket.

She thought about these two boys for years to come. Why did they want to be around her when they were high on LSD? Did they really think that their behavior was funny? Did they think that the things they did around her made sense? Did they justify their acts, because they were high? Did they felt less intimidated being around her, when they were high? Or was it simply immaturity?

She enjoyed being around them when they were high. She didn't really know why she liked being around them. She knew there was some strange reason for it, as she didn't partake in any drugs. She never knew what to expect next from these two. She would never know how much longer these two boys would continue to take LSD. The summer of her sixteenth year was unlike any other summer in her life. This experience was one of many others that summer that didn't make much sense.