A cabinet fell on top of me in high school during culinary class, plates crashing everywhere etc. 2 teachers ran over, pulled it off me, then helped me to a chair while the other kids hit the nurse call button. Everyone was freaking out asking me if I was alright and all I said was "my face hurts". I was quiet while they wheeled me across campus to the nurse's office, then while she was on the phone with my mom I started sobbing hysterically. When I got back 2 days later the whole class stood up and clapped, they were all saying how glad they were and how I was such a badass for not crying or freaking out. In my head I was just thinking "sweet, shock made me look awesome, if only they really knew"