I started when i was 15, my twin bro and older sister started years before me, and my brother kept begging me to try it, told me id like it.
we go out into his tool shed, sit down, relax, but i wasnt hitting it right. so i didnt feel anything and my brother was fucking ripped. So he hit me upside the head for wasting his weed, pulled out his grenade pipe, made me take hella hits from it, then clamped a hand over my nose and mouth.
i was so gone, i felt like it was slow motion, I started sobbing cause i was freaked out, but then laughter over took the sobs and then it was awesome. I have been smoking on the regular since i was 16 though.