WEIRD QUESTION
This night was supposed to bring joy and excitement, but instead, I felt emotionally drained. After a day of school, it was time for the Halloween party.
Earlier, we had prepared the house for the party by securing it. I had purchased a locked container a few months ago to store my belongings under my bed. Although our rooms were off-limits, people still managed to sneak in.
I hung my costume on the closet door, but I no longer felt excited about wearing it.
"Knock, knock." Abby appeared in the doorway; I had asked her to come over early so we could get ready together. "You're not still upset about Dane, are you?" she asked.
"No, I'm not upset. Just a little irritated," I replied, and she smiled, bringing two cups of orange Jell-o shots.
"Here, drink this with me
