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seats and the movie started. In the beginning, I thought the ads and trailers for the other

movies were part of the movie we were watching, but when the actual movie started I

got really excited. The movie went great. We finished our popcorn and drinks while
watching all the dialogues I couldn’t understand, all the amazing fights, and funny parts.

Just as the main fight was getting awesome, those words came up onto the screen
saying “HALF TIME”. I thought the movie was over when I saw people leaving. My father

told me that it was just a break and the people were going to the bathroom or to get

food. I told him that I would also go to the bathroom. He asked me if I knew where the
bathroom was, I told him that I had seen it earlier so I went. thought the movie was over

when I saw people leaving. My father told me that it was just a break and the people

were going to the bathroom or to get food. I told him that I would also go to the
bathroom. He asked me if I knew where the bathroom was, I told him that I had seen it

earlier so I went.

As I was entering the bathroom I suddenly slipped on the mat that was in front of the

bathroom door. I felt a sharp pain in my forehead, I touched my forehead and found it
bleeding. A man found me and started asking people whose child I was. In the theatre,

the movie had started to continue. When I didn’t come back my father got worried so he

came out of the theatre to find a swarm of people. He looked towards the middle and
saw me with a guy with my bleeding forehead. He asked the guy who was holding me

about what had happened. Since the guy had only seen me after I had fallen, he didn’t

know anything either. I was in too much pain to speak. My father then drove me to the
hospital. I had to get five stitches on my forehead. Out of those, two are still visible but

the other three are there too. When I got home, all my family members asked me what
happened as they saw a huge band aid covering half of my forehead. When I went to

school, a lot of my friends asked me what had happened and I told them the entire story.

After that day, for a month the wound had to be cleaned regularly. Now I am fine and I
don’t have any pain on my forehead, it was quite a terrifying experience but I am fine

now. -Sophia Alka Shrestha, VA