I felt a hard snap as my body collapsed onto the cold wood floor, my body wasn’t able to support itself any longer. All around me there were large, masculine guys, shoving each other as hard as they could. Meanwhile I was stuck there, looking up at the confused faces, the few people who noticed I was there. My lungs bursted out less screams, hoping someone would hear me but none did, my voice was a whisper compared to the blaring music. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t myself. it was almost as if my body was glued to the ground, battered and bruised with no idea what to do. I had lost my sister in a crowd of hundreds. I felt a hand grab me, four hands attempting to pull me to my feet. I tried to work with them and A man I had never seen before was running me to a room I never even knew existed. I was rushed into two large black doors, inside revealed five people. A doctor, who was a moron, and others who didn’t believe my situation was anything serious.
These strangers were telling me “just shake it off, just bend your leg”, “you can go back out to the concert and have fun”, “we don’t have time for this if you’re not truly hurt!”. I couldn’t believe it, nobody believed my pain was real. I still didn’t know where my sister was and I had no phone signal. I was petrified, uncomfortable in this room full of people who didn’t even know my first name yet pretended to completely understand what I was feeling.
Since I was told to just “shake it off, bend my leg.” that’s exactly what I attempted to do. I eased my body up slowly, everything hurt. Grabbing my ankle, I moved up my calf a bit, I regretted this immediately after. A shot of pain shot all throughout my body, I screamed and tears began to drip out from my eyes. I then began balling my eyes out. I knew I wasn’t okay and wouldn’t be for along time. I was confused, lonely, in pain, and didn’t want to be where I