White Widow Experience 9

When I was 15 years old I got involved with what my mother would call the “bad kids” who wore baggy clothes, chains, and had an “all-that” persona. Soon I too was wearing urban wear, developed a smoking habit, and partied a lot. There was just one thing I never got involved with and it didn’t even sink in to my head right away. I’ve never smoked weed, and I hung out with this group of people who smoke it daily for 2 years which led to my first time smoking weed at the age of 17.

White Widow
So this experience was one related to white widow because that’s the first type of weed I ever smoked. A couple of us planned a trip to go camping in the summer and my friend mentioned he’s bringing weed. When he asked me if I smoke weed I told him a bit which was a lie but I wanted to try it. He ended up bringing some white widow, almost an ounce for the trip.

Later that night we passed the bong with white widow bowls around the campfire but I didn’t even know how to use it so that was really embarrassing. Someone showed me how and I took a hit but probably only got half the bowl. When the bong came back with a new packed bowl of white widow to me I tried to have more but only got about a quarter of that one. I was definitely a light weight, especially with white widow, and was coughing everywhere.
As for the high I felt really different, better about myself but somehow my presence felt weird, and laughed a lot louder than normal. The whole weekend with loads of white widow went great and it quickly turned me into a stoner as I started to smoking weed on a regular basis.