The night went by so fast, but the fall on the concrete floor happened in slow motion. Intoxication is a cruel pleasure. I found myself being pulled by my friends from the ground where I hit my head.
Before I knew it, we were in a speeding car. It was chaos. I was bawling, screaming for my doctor’s name. My friends were trying to calm me down.
Then, it all went dark. I awoke in the emergency room as the nurse pressed her knuckles on my chest to keep me awake. The long sleeve of my shirt was cut up to my shoulder.
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