In the play, my costume is a fifty pound solid wood box on wheels which i have to crawl in and out of, with help from two different people. Today, I was trying to maneuver myself around backstage and someone swung a plank of wood near me and I tried to dodge it and toppled over in my box (everyone calls it the prison) and started crying because I was so startled while the backstage guys were running around going, "Oh shit! Katy how do you get out of the box we need to get you out of the box?!" "Shit what do we do? Is she Okay?" "Tip it this way, no she's still in it get her out of there!"
And then I got out of it and I was still crying because i banged my knee and my head and ribs and I was kind of stumbling around because I was dazed and then Ali ran over and was like, "Holy shit that was the loudest bang I've ever heard, I thought you got shot!" And Worm asked me if I was okay and I was still so dazed I couldn't even talk.
Then I went home and Marissa (who we call stone cold Mariss), who's my mom for the week, took one look at me and said, "Oh you poor guppy!"
And I was so confused and sore that I didn't know what else to do so I said, "I, Marissa, and most certainly NOT a fish."
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