Bounce house.

I remember one time I was at a birthday party.

There was a bounce house.

I stared at it for a while. Didn’t want to go in.

Just stared at the bright colors, with the black mesh net windows.

But, my friend grabbed my hand.

She told me we should.

Just for a little.

For fun.

I didn’t really want to, but back then I was a people pleaser with no backbone, so I just followed her in.

It was fun, for a while.

We jumped, and had fun.

She tried to do a flip but fell on her back.

Then some boys came in.

The boys that are loud, rambunctious, and that will break your arm but then say it was ‘just a joke’.

I didn’t want to be around these boys, but my friend didn’t want to leave yet.

So I just stayed in the corner, keeping to myself, studying a love bug on the floor.

But then, these stupid boys decided to try and pull the bounce house down and make it cave in on its self.

My friend, stupidly, helped.

I felt my chest tighten, and said that wasn’t a good idea.

The boys told me to shut up and didn’t listen.

BUT IT WASN’T A GOOD IDEA.

YOU KNOW WHY?

WE WERE ON A HILL, AND BY MAKING IT CAVE IN ON ITS SELF, IT COULD FALL.

OFF THAT HILL.

AND I DID NOT WANT TO ROLL OFF THE HILL AND DIE.

NO SIR.

They still did it anyways, but I walked around, trying to push it back up.

But, of course, they were much stronger than me, so they just pulled it down more.

Then came the moment.

I slipped.

Got caught underneath it all.

The boys were already on top of pulling it down and they were pressing it down more.

I heard my friend calling to them from up on top also.

But I wasn’t on top.

I was stuck in the corner, in the bottom, pressed down

Underneath.

I couldn’t breathe

Couldn’t see

Couldn’t think.

I tried to push away at it but it was too strong.

I started to hyperventilate.

I tried to scream, but nothing came out.

I was trapped.

I hit the sides, hoping my friend would hear.

Hoping that anyone at all would hear.

They didn’t.

I called myself an idiot,

For getting on here,

when I shouldn’t have,

and i wished i would’ve just said no when my friend asked me.

I wished that none of this had happened.

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But then it sprang back up again.

I could breathe.

The boys were on the outside.

Apparently, the bounce house had knocked them off the top.

I was able to move.

To speak.

I took in a giant breath and then let it out.

I saw my friend come in through the entrance.

She saw me on the ground, and asked if I was okay.

I said I was.

She pulled me back up, and we got out of the bounce house, and went to get some water and soda.

Life was normal again.

But in that one moment, I was being crushed to the ground.

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Author’s note: THANK YOU FOR READINGGG

And yes, this is actually a true thing that happened to me-

I hope my writing was okay and not too rushed

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