Ahh Pain

A couple Friday nights ago, a friend and I closed down downtown and decided to go to a party and continue the night there. I continue to drink and have a good time with a bunch of people I really don't know til who knows how early in the morning. The next afternoon I wake up in the emergency room beyond dazed and confused. My nose had been broken sideways, my elbows were bruised and swollen, and my knees were torn and battered pretty well. The amount of pain that rushed to my brain as I awoken made me wonder if they gave me painkillers yet, because I did NOT want to feel this way anymore!
 Unfortunately, over the next few days I began to realize that what had happened to me was a myth. The one person I knew at the party left after I blacked out. From what I have gathered, I blacked out from drinking too much alcohol then I either got into a fight with multiple people, or got in multiple fights. For one reason or another, I assume because of the fighting, me as well as other people were asked to leave. One person who was said to have left with me was also said to have been seen dragging me down the street, then he returned after having shit his pants. I don't know any of this for certain, I have heard many different versions, but what I do know for sure is that I was left outside in some persons yard in the rain covered in blood. Then nothing but agonizing physical pain followed the next several days. I guess myths can have an element, or seed, of truth.
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