It was New year's eve,
I promised my friends I will attend their party at a friends' house. Everything was going according to plan, I was going to meet them at their home in ''The Address, Dubai Mall.'' on 7PM. I was going to take my sister with me but she was busy studying for her finals - yup! In new year's eve! cruel world. So she was only going to come with me and stay for a while then leave. But when me and my sister got in our car, we found out that it could not move; The car's battery was dead because apparently my sister forgot the lights on when she parked it in the morning after returning from the university. From all nights of the year, my sister had to forget the lights on in New Year's eve. So we needed to call a friend to come pick us up and at least drive us to the near metro station. Dubai Mall was about 15-20 minutes drive from our apartment, but in new year's eve traffics it will take hours to reach there. So I had to use the metro to get there. My sister could not come, and I had to go alone. It took an hour to stand in the crowd inside station to get to the metro. Also inside the metro, it was so crowded that I couldn't feel my legs anymore, I had to sit on the edge of the window at the end of the metro when many people were getting on the metro, but then passengers inside had to scream and say we can not take anymore people inside the metro.
Anyways, it took about 40 minutes, until some guy who worked there came and yelled when the metro opened the doors, telling us we reached Dubai Mall's station. But he was lying, they closed the Dubai Mall because it was TOO crowded, everyone was going to see the fireworks at Burj Khalifa (In Dubai Mall).
When people heard the guy, MANY MANY people who were in the metro got out. They dropped us at the station that was before Dubai Mall's. We were 30 minutes walk away from the Mall. Most of the roads were closed and it was hard to get to the area behind the mall or near it which was where I wanted to go. I had to walk in circles and circles, everytime my friends had to call me and give me directions but it was useless because I was lost and all the roads were closed. It was hard to know which direction was the right one.
It was too crowded, and after the fireworks ended and the new year had started while I'm still in the streets lost and have no idea where was I. I wondered if it was worth all the suffering and walking in the crowds and all that traffic, I promised myself to never leave the house again in New year's eves. After the fireworks ended, people were leaving the area and began walking to their cars and that's when all the people crashed in together and the heavy crowd started. I got stuck with thousands of people in a street, for at least an hour. I couldn't breath and my whole back and legs were hurting me, because I was walking in circles all night from 9PM - 1AM. People in the behind were pushing the ones who were in the middle, and people who were in front were pushing the ones from behind. So I was stuck in the middle pushed from front and behind! - It was HELL, Really! And still the worst night in my entire life. And kinda like survival of the fittest LOL! some people can be like animals who are fighting to survive. Even after the walking for hours and searching for the friends' house, I still couldn't reach it there. I was lost and I had no idea where was I. My friends had to call me every 10 minutes to give me directions, but I was too embarrassed because I had no idea where was I and I couldn't reach it in time even after midnight. We were going to see the fireworks from their friends' house where they had a great view of the Burj. But everytime I asked someone for directions, they told me a different directions, like someone would tell me to go east and then another person is going to tell me to go west. It was all confusing and I was lost all night, until my friends had to come and get me and took me to their home. I couldn't even get to my home because of all the traffic and crowd. All the Taxis were busy and people standing in queues to get a ride, and the metro was closed. It was a disaster. New year's eves are disasters.
So I stayed at my friends' house, drank a little Heineken beer and ate, then they had to sleep. They told me to stay the night but all what I thought of was to go back home and rest. I slept in the couch and at 5 in the morning I finally found a taxi down in the hotel, so I can finally get home after the longest night of my life. Now I think my friends will always think of me as ''The One who got lost in New Year's Eve.''
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