First of all, NEVER give a girl LSD. Second, never give anyone that's been traumatized before LSD. Third, might as well not ever even try LSD. This is my story from last night. Despite some of my previous attempts at pointing out the benefits and potential fun of lsd, this thread is 100% against it. LSD is more powerful than any other drug. It causes the brain to act completely different. It can distort the lines between senses and cause the entire environment to be different. It can be fun; it can be hell. It started with me being a lazy bum hanging out with my roomate's girlfriend when I get a knock on the door. It's my neighbor (I'm gonna call her Michelle, not her real name), a cute girl that's taller than me - a girl that I wanted until I realized her baggage (when I first met her). She's a nice girl - she's never mean, never loud, she'll even drink beer. She says, "Brandon, help me." I knew right away that she took LSD. Her pupils and general trembling manner said BAD TRIP all over. I followed her back to her apartment to find my other neighbor (another girl - cool girl without baggage, call her Jill) and her boyfriend. Both had the same huge pupils. I made certain to keep a relaxed smile on my face (I've tripped before) and tried to keep all three of them happy. It seemed like they all decided to take it - but they didn't have plans as for what to do with themselves. They told me they were happy to have someone that wasn't tripping around them. Michelle was asking how to make the trip go away. I felt very bad for her. (A trip will not go away without time - usually 12-15 hours) It was a terrible thing for Michelle to do - she's been raped more than once before. I knew that she had experienced some form of trauma - I thought it was a boyfriend issue. I thought I would be able to calm her down a bit. I suggested turning on the TV to watch a movie - take her mind off the crap she was thinking about. But, things turned bad - really bad. Michelle started screaming hysterically. She shouted random names - then the name of her ex-boyfriend (whom she still sleeps with). She got louder and louder and ran outside. She attracted the attention of my other neighbor (call him Jon) who came out and tried to help calm her down (he has also tripped before). We live in an apartment building and her screams attracted a lot of people. Jon and I helped force her back inside and put her in her bed. She was frantically trying to take her clothes off the whole time - we tried to prevent her from doing that. Michelle was now in a hysteria. She kept screaming things that were sexual in nature. She was completely naked now and laying on the living room floor in front of all of us. I could easily interpret what she was screaming about to be either something with her father or something with her ex-boyfriend. It was clear that she was raped - probably when she was very small. She kept asking why she was bleeding - she was not bleeding. Then, she shouted another name - a person from her work. We called him over and he came promptly. He tried to calm her down and took her back to her bed. Meanwhile, I got the other two trippers to go back into Jill's room and told them to just stay quiet and lay down. Luckily, they listened. However, Jill was crying and very nervous. Michelle's screams prompted one of our other neighbors to call 911. There was a knock on the door. It was the cops - the worst thing to ever happen to someone tripping. I decided to go outside to try to prepare them. It was weird. I ended up giving the cops a lecture on how LSD causes a person who's experienced some form of trauma to relive that trauma. I asked them if either one has done LSD before - neither had. I asked them to be as calm as possible because their presence could easily make things worse. It was weird, but they listened to me. They even waited for me to walk in and let the other two trippers know that the cops needed to walk in to check on Michelle. The other two trippers understood and they agreed to stay in the room. I told them that they would most likely not get in trouble if they just kept quiet and stayed there. I also told the cops to leave them alone.. They replied that they were there just to help Michelle; not to cart people off to jail. I was relieved a little. So, I let the cops in. More cops showed up right then. Then, two fire trucks and an ambulance showed up outside and the paramedics came running up the stairs with a stretcher. The paramedics started administering some form of sedative to naked Michelle. The cops, meanwhile, stood outside her door and made comments to themselves... comments like "I'd hit it." I was pissed.. but what the hell can I say to the cops? Though, at least they weren't planning on taking the other two to jail that night. Now, Michelle was taken to the hospital and spent the night there. I spent a little bit more time with the other trippers - they were nervous, but quiet. They also agreed to just try to stay calm. It wasn't until 5:00am that I came home. Anyway.. I talked to them today and they were completely down from the trip. Michelle, luckily, remembers nothing of that night. I hope none of us plan on reminding her. Now, though, she'll need psychological counseling to deal with the issues that came out during her trip. I think she was raped by her father when she was small. I think she was later then raped by her ex-boyfriend. Her roomate (the other one that tripped) told me that Michelle had been raped before. Jill just didn't know who or when. Jill's boyfriend might still end up getting charged for giving Michelle the lsd. He had no clue about what it could do. I hope this gives you some idea of the terrible things that can happen. And if you plan to try it anyway, be prepared to be unprepared to handle the unforseen circumstances.