I've had plenty of bad experiences the last three years in high school, but the worst one happened last Friday as a matter of fact.
After lunch ended, a friend and I were walking to our english class together and to get there, we have to walk through a very narrow hallway. Note that my school is EXTREMELY OVERCROWDED after a local high school shut down and our school has gotten a loooot of enrollments this year as a result.
Anywho, it wasn't very crowded at the time. All of a sudden, we hear shouts and then a mass of running people comes out of nowhere with a few, apparently frantic administrators running ahead of the crowd shouting into their walkie-talkies. Me and my friend tried to move out of the way of the incoming crowd but everything became a blur. Before I knew it, a very massive guy, probably a football player, came out of nowhere and rammed right into me and knocked me onto the ground. All I could think was "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!!" knowing that with all these people running like maniacs in such a narrow hallway, someone would eventually step right on my head and kill me.
My first instinct was to grab my backpack and use it as a shield for my head. I became so numb from fear that I barely felt any pain on my arms and legs as they were stepped on a few times. Once the trampling ended, I took my backpack off my head and looked up to see a few students standing around me, asking me if I was okay. I was obviously out of it from shock and couldn't say anything (My throat constricts when I get very anxious, to the point where I can't even speak).
I looked to the side and saw a group of people surrounding someone else on the floor. My vision was really blurry and it took me a while to realize that it was my friend. She's a very petite and fragile girl so she got it even worse than I did. She was laying on her stomach, crying and spitting out blood. I completely lost it right there and started shouting at no one in particular, calling people a-holes for not stopping when they see two people laying on the floor, getting trampled on. I was so pissed that I didn't really care if people thought I had gone completely insane at that point, which I pretty much did.
I still have a few scrapes and bruises on my legs, back, and arms and my friend came to school on Monday with crutches and a broken arm. She was really messed up, let's just leave it at that... I later found out that there had been a fight between two "popular" kids at school and everyone had rushed to see the fight for themselves, which I find to be a VERY sorry excuse for people to go around trampling on innocent bystanders. I mean come on, this is my Senior year. It should be full of fun, not full of bruises!!