a strange place!
A place that I find strange would have to be Sound Garden Hall. This is a place where raves happen, I have never been into the whole rave scene. Although I do enjoy the music being played; the amount of people tripping on acid and rolling on molly really freaks me out.
Once you walk into Sound garden, all you see is flashing, colorful lights. It is abnormally hot inside of that place because everyone is dancing, and there has to be over at least 3,000 people in there. My mistake was going there sober(which I don't even do drugs to begin with), because it was probably the worst night of my life. Watching all these young teenagers act like hooligans and nodding out in the middle of the dance floor is not what I like to be seeing/doing on my Saturday night. As I stand there with my friend who is rolling face, me being sober, some kid from my high school walks up to me and says, "Hey would you like to make some money and sell this girl for me?" When he said that, I automatically knew he was talking about molly. From the time that happened, I wanted to leave. The feelings of being this uncomfortable actually made me feel light headed. I could feel the entire room spinning, I knew I was about to pass out.
I wanted to leave but my friend didn't because she's used to coming to these type of "concerts". Once you leave the building you cannot reenter, so I went to wait outside in the freezing cold for about 3 hours. Sitting against the side of the building, I am watching these kids who are wearing hardly any clothes, wearing strange clothes and having these weird hats on their heads that look like animals and beaded bracelets going up their arms; some even covering their mouths. I was wearing leggings, vans and a leather jacket. I knew I didn't belong here, and I will never go back again.
Once you walk into Sound garden, all you see is flashing, colorful lights. It is abnormally hot inside of that place because everyone is dancing, and there has to be over at least 3,000 people in there. My mistake was going there sober(which I don't even do drugs to begin with), because it was probably the worst night of my life. Watching all these young teenagers act like hooligans and nodding out in the middle of the dance floor is not what I like to be seeing/doing on my Saturday night. As I stand there with my friend who is rolling face, me being sober, some kid from my high school walks up to me and says, "Hey would you like to make some money and sell this girl for me?" When he said that, I automatically knew he was talking about molly. From the time that happened, I wanted to leave. The feelings of being this uncomfortable actually made me feel light headed. I could feel the entire room spinning, I knew I was about to pass out.
I wanted to leave but my friend didn't because she's used to coming to these type of "concerts". Once you leave the building you cannot reenter, so I went to wait outside in the freezing cold for about 3 hours. Sitting against the side of the building, I am watching these kids who are wearing hardly any clothes, wearing strange clothes and having these weird hats on their heads that look like animals and beaded bracelets going up their arms; some even covering their mouths. I was wearing leggings, vans and a leather jacket. I knew I didn't belong here, and I will never go back again.