Hysterical laughter filled the air. There was a party going on next door but, my invitation never arrived. It was my so- called best friend’s 16th birthday. “How could she do this to me?” I asked myself about one million times. What did I do to deserve this? Sadly, I sat alone in my cold, cheerless bedroom, while, everyone next door seemed to be having the time of their lives. Suddenly, without warning, an explosive BANG thundered through the wall! Was everyone OK next door?
By Rebecca.