Becoming myself again

So, after we were all crushed and piled up, we were moved again! This time to a giant furnace that was burning hot, and we were all mixed up with sand, limestone and soda ash. We were all soon melted and poured into molds for bottles or jars. I was once again a long neck bottle to be filled with a drink. We were then moved into an oven that cooled us slowly to make us stronger. After we were all cooled off, we were packaged into boxes and shipped out to our destinations. I was sent with a box full of the same type of bottle as me, to a beer factory. I was filled with the alcoholic drink and sent to a bar, where I was stored in a refrigerator. One day, I was pulled out of the cool fridge by a hand, and I was passed to another hand. This person drank the beer out of me and walked outside to the alley by the bar. And then there was a lot of screaming and yelling and suddenly I was smashed up against the wall, shattered into pieces, but the hand still held my now razor sharp broken neck. I was then plunged into another person and dropped as sirens sounded. The person fell over and I fell to the ground.