Creepypasta "Circus-The Weed Substitute" - Deleted from CPW

Okay well, although you may not believe me, this actually happened. It happened at the beginning of this year and I don't think I'll ever be the same again. You see it all started when I went to buy some drugs.

A few weeks prior, I had begun smoking weed. I enjoy smoking weed and still do as it doesn't affect me in any way except for making me feel relaxed. Although this may be a controversial topic to some of you on here, please push past it as the stuff I bought was not. NOT. Weed. Basically the story starts with my friend and I agreeing to have a little bit of a sesh when I came over that afternoon, as I was staying over.

However I hadn't had Mary Jane for sometime as I don't smoke that often, so I decided to buy some 'Northern Lights'. "Northern Lights" are a fake weed substitute I had used in the past and which are legal in the country I live, although I think the law might have changed since then since a kid took an LSD substitute and decided to jump off his roof.

When I got to the tobacco shop, I asked the woman at the counter, a young twenty something Asian woman who seemed shy yet nice, to give me some Northern Lights (I think if you Google it you can find this drug). However she told me that they had sold out. I was like, well shit, what am I going to bring to my friend? I can't let him down because I promised to smoke him out. That's when she told me they had this other drug, Circus. I was immediately like, thank god! I immediately agreed to buy it.

Looking back I was in such a rush to get away (because although I was 18 at the time I'm not used to breaking the law and it felt illegal) I didn't notice how much she wanted to get rid of it. It seemed rather odd, just her facial expression, but it's hard to remember as it was so long ago and I took very little notice of it. She gave me a black piece of cardboard folded over a packet of this really normal looking weed. However on the front of it was a skull and the words 'CIRCUS' written in really big letters. It looked like a tattoo skull that you think about when you see a biker gang. Even though the skull looked cool, I really didn't think it was anything special. How wrong I fucking was...

I then caught the bus to my friend's place. When I got there I whipped out the Circus from my pocket and announced to my friend our plans for the evening. We were stoked. We went to his backyard and I packed a bowl of this stuff. I hadn't smoked in a month so I thought the best thing to do was pack a really big cone and Christmas tree-it. I lit it up and start ripping that sucker. I thought I got most of the way when I felt the effects taking hold on me. I immediately freaked out, but then realized this wasn't weed. I had no idea what its effects would be. I immediately pulled away, leaving half the ginormous cone still there, and exhale.

It was wonderful. For about 20 seconds. Everything started getting really hazy like I was peaking at a [9]. But it was wrong, I felt this jabbing pain up and down my entire body just a NgNgNgNgNgNgNg everywhere as if it were bouncing side to side. I was collapsing all over myself and for some reason I remembered laughing. My friend tossed the water out of the billy and took me inside. He sat me down and smiled at me, I think it was because of my manic expression. Although I was in agonizing pain, I couldn't help but laugh in a crazed manner. That's when I realized there was something wrong with his face.

Actually, no, I didn't realize it. There was someone speaking to me who told me to look at his face. So I did. That's when I saw that his face was actually just a blank rectangle of flesh - like those wooden oval headed figurines, and his features were just added on, like some kind of sick Mr Potato Head. I felt sick. I told him some lame excuse and headed to the bathroom. That was when it started to get intense.

Looking back at me was this block of meat with features. I don't remember doing it but I remember seeing myself fully in the mirror so I must've taken my clothes off at some point. I started freaking out. It was like someone had cut a huge marble like block of flesh and gradually whittled down to the basis of a human body. Except they had forgotten the face and simply mushed in a nose and eyes. It was copying everything I was doing until I heard the voice again say something. I couldn't make it out but I touched my face to see if it got some reaction from the thing I was looking at. It didn't raise its hand. Instead it reached into its chest, right where its heart should be and I heard the squelch of flesh as it reached in and pulled out the bag of circus. It then shook it in front of my face and laughed. It tilted back its head. And laughed. The features however didn't move from its body it was just sliding up and down as this thing contorted its body in mirth.

That was when its mouth opened and spoke, in time with the pinging pain in my body.

"Na Na Na just quit." It repeated it over and over.

"Ne na na just quit."

Its voice wasn't anything. It was just as if the pain in my body was forming words. What happened then I just cant explain. I kind of reached into the mirror and took the Circus from the thing. I remember touching its hand briefly. It was like jelly but covered in razors. It stung me but was a fluid-like substance while it did it.

That was when I realized what it wanted me to do. I was just a robot in a sick game show. This bathroom was one cubicle of many in which I was an unwitting competitor. The aim: to kill oneself. I remember feeling myself kind of leave my body, I was in so much panic because it felt like it had all happened before, like it was everything going on, that was what humans were - people who were supposed to die as soon as they found out, and those people who died first won. My body then left my control completely and proceeded to smash up the sink. I was destined to drown. I turned the tap on but realized it would never fit my head.

I went to the toilet but some part of me defiantly said:

"No way in hell am I drowning in a toilet."

That was when I got some control of my body back. Suddenly I was running across the room with my head straight towards the marble wall. I hit it and pain shot through me. Except what I realized was that this pain was... tangible I could feel it. I controlled it. It wasn't what was happening in my brain.

I made a break for the door but my body, completely against my will, forced me into the tub, throwing all the towels off the rack and shampoos into it, to increase its volume. My body was so bent on dying it was using logic. I waited in the water until it was deep enough then I plunged my head under. For an age I tried to drown myself but every time I would get close I pulled away. The imaginary crowd cheering at my failure.

I sat in the water, drinking it and gagging on and off until I realized I had control of my body again. I got out and looked around. The bathroom was trashed. Toilet bowl was smashed and there was water all over the floor. My body was covered in water, blood and puke. But when I looked in the mirror, it was my face. The Circus skull, however, was engraved into it. It took up the entire mirror. It was frightening in its detail. I could was never good at art so I am skeptical it was me. Me consciously anyway.

His parents called my parents and my mum took me home. I made up some bullshit excuse about passing out from the steam in the bathroom, because I had had the water on full hot the entire time (My body was completely red and there was blistering on my legs and chest.

Sometimes I wake up after seeing the block of meat in my dream. I find I am breathing really fast and can feel the pain in my body. There is always a piece of paper on my chest with the image of the Circus skull on it. I burn it every time. This has happened a few times, but has been escalating recently. With Halloween approaching I am a little bit apprehensive but am pretty confident nothing serious is going to happen.

If you have read this far I thank you. It means a lot to be able to get this in the open. I have tried many hours of searching for the circus skull or the product without success. If you can find it please tell me as I don't want to think I made it up. I have never gone back to the store I bought it from, I don't intend to and I don't want to.

I still think the world is a game.
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