The door slams in my face as I tried to calmly close it myself. Woopsies... I thought to myself. Guess it was closed too hard. I hardly remembered what had happened that whole night. I know I followed Julie to a Halloween party, but I never knew I`d feel so... loopy. I know I tried the punch, and after one glass her brother kept making me drink more, threatening to tell that I was there if I didn`t. Walking through the darkened rooms made me wonder why everything looked so weird. The floor seemed to be slipping from under my feet, the walls moving back and forth, at times looking like they`d close in on me. The pictures on the wall seemed so lopsided, I walked over and tried to readjust it. As I reached toward the wall, it seemed to be moving so far away from me. I kept trying to grab the picture, smacking the wall with every move, until I finally reached the picture. I tried to keep my hand steady as I readjusted it to a somewhat straight position. I suddenly realised I should tell my mother I was home. I glanced at the clock; the big hand was on the nine, the little on the four.It`s only 9:20! Mom should be awake now! I tried to steady myself as I walked up the stairs to find my parents bedroom. The walls seemed to be spinning around my head, the stairs falling as I stepped on them. I held with the death grip on the railing, trying not to fall down where the stairs were disappearing.I knocked on her bedroom door, and opened it, only to find her gone.

“Mom? I home! I home!” I shouted through the darkened hallway. I couldn`t imagine where she`d have gone; After all, I wasn`t gone that long. I now glanced at the electric clock in the kitchen; 4:23am. Uh oh... I`m kinda tired I thought to myself as I forgot about mom and walked into my bedroom. I collapsed on my bed, trying replay the events of the night in my head.

“I guess I`ll tell Julie ask her tomorrow” I mumbled as I finally fell asleep...