So I've seen a lot of people over the Internet praise drugs and how "chill" they are. I've seen it happen on here so I've decided to share a wonderful story about my uncle and his drugs to remind people why drugs are bad. So two days ago my Uncle decided it would be fun to get shitfaced and take some meth. At the time has was already on a load of antidepressants due to previous encounters with drugs. After he became high, he became extremely paranoid and claimed that people were chasing him and we're trying to break into his apartment to kill him. So he ended up taking his pistol and shooting a few rounds into the wall. When this happened a neighbor called the cops on him and they came to see what was happening. When the cops got to his place my uncle had barricaded himself in his apartment so they had to bash the door in with a battering ram. He had 4 deadbolts and a normal door lock, thanks to his paranoia. When the police finally made it into his apartment my uncle attacked the officers. As to what he attacked them with I do not know. I do know that he is still in jail and won't be getting out anytime soon. So if you think taking drugs won't change you, you'll be in for a surprise.
Also:
This story is actually true and did happen two days ago.
Also:
This story is actually true and did happen two days ago.
