Not what it’s hyped up to be.
One of the worst days of my life happened on a day that for most highschoolers is hyped up to be an amazing experience and something they will remember forever, and that day happens to be senior prom. At first I wasn’t even going to go to prom, I hate dressing up, and I didn’t have a date that I was willing to pay for. Luckily for me I ended up asking an extremely attractive girl from a different school so I was actually excited to go. It’s the night before prom I have my last track meet before the state meet; I had qualified for state so I was super excited. I was about to run my last race of the meet didn’t think much of it didn’t really warm up at all. The race starts I get the baton get sixty meters into the race my leg tightens up take a stride then POP my hamstring tears. I finish the race and only make it worse; I walk off the track in immense pain. After the meet I call the girl and tell her what happened she is pissed this is only the beginning of some of the worst twenty-four hours of my life. The next morning I wake up my leg is bruised and doesn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would, so I roll out of bed and onto my leg pain shoots up through my hamstring I can barely walk to the bathroom. As the day progresses the pain only gets worse even though I’m pretty much drugged out on pain medication and icy hot. I contemplate if I even want to go to prom anymore but I figure I have already spent a lot of money for this I might as well go. When she finally showed up I was pissed off I hate dressing up, and being injured made it all the better. My date Julie was in a crabby mood for some reason when really she had nothing to be pissed about. Pictures were a disaster I hate taking pictures and so did she, and she brought one of her friends who I had never met so It made me feel all the more awkward. By the time pictures got over I was ready to get out of there, so we get in the car and start driving to prom. She isn’t talking at all making it all awkward just sitting on her phone texting away. This continues for around 20 minutes and I start to realize I have no idea where I’m going, in my rush to leave me house I forgot the directions, so I’m pretty much completely lost. After an extra 30 min of driving around and a couple phone calls I finally arrive to my senior prom late. When I walk in my friends who were supposed to save me a seat with them, didn’t save me one there table is full so I had to find a table and sit with people who I didn’t really care that much for. So we sit down I introduce my date to the kids at my table who are more acquaintances than friends, my date replies in a condescending tone, I finally realize how bad this night is going to be, then I remember the after party where I can drink my sorrow away. I go talk to my friends for awhile until dinner is ready, they give me shit for getting lost and bringing a date that’s so stuck up but we talk about how great the after party is going to be so it cheers me up a little bit. They start serving dinner and of course my table is the last table to get served, I’m starving when I see the food I become greatly disappointed and disgusted at the same time. I don’t think anyone could possibly classify it as food but I’m hungry so I get some anyway while my date sulks at the table saying she isn’t hungry. After I get done eating I feel sick and finally music starts playing and people start to get up to dance. With my leg being messed up I didn’t even want to try to dance so I start talking to my date so that maybe she can put her phone down for more than 10 seconds. As the night progresses I get in a worse mood all my friends want me to come dance, so I figure what the hell senior year might as well. I ask my date if she wants to dance she looks at me and says no, I’m in utter shock this whole time she is being a horrible date because I wasn’t able to dance so when I finally do she shuts me down. I start thinking to myself how this night could get any worse. I finally decide after sitting for about 2 hours that I’m tired of this and want to go home. So I say goodbye to all my friends who are all pissed at my date for being such a bitch. So I leave my senior prom about an hour and a half early and head home and wait for everyone to get back so I can go to the after party. When we get back to my house my parents asked why I was back so early and I told them bs story thinking maybe my date will be more fun once we go to the party. We both change our clothes and just chill in my basement for awhile watching TV, there’s nothing good on so I tell her to pick a movie. For some reason she picks Grease, I figure I won’t have to watch that much of it because I will be getting a call about the party soon. 20 min later I get the call I was waiting for, but unfortunately my friend TC told me this “Hey whats up yeah the party has to get cancelled the cops know about it and called my dad and said they would be monitoring the party and if any drinking was going on they would bust it” I don’t think I have ever been so mad and disappointed in my life. I ended about taking some medicine for my leg and going to sleep around 12 how pathetic. My senior prom which was supposed to be one of the highlights of my senior year and one of my best memories from high school turned into one of the worst days of my life.

By Aaron Gingerich