this is a funny story that happened to me during middle school: this happened on my first year of 6th grade. my school had three floors and we had elevators. I was on the first floor for history class (which was on the first floor, aka the top building.) and after class was over, i remember heading to the elevator to go all the way down to the third floor for english. I take the elevators because I have really bad plantar fasciitis on my left foot so I was in a temporary boot due to surgery a week before the first day of middle school. I went inside the elevator ALONE and waited patiently. the elevator suddenly stops, and it begins to shake. I panic and take out my phone to call my two dads which they didn't answer, I called my best friend who didn't answer either, I did the same for the police and the school office, only to find out that there was no fucking service in the damn metal box. I remember trying to scream for help but only a group of guys walked by and laughed. I was late for two whole periods until I called for help to a hall monitor teacher who eventually helps out and the situation ended with me being helped by firefighters cuz the elevator was shaking.