I was home alone as my parents had gone on some trip and would be back only the next afternoon. It was a boring night. I wanted to make this night, my one night of liberty, a rocking one.
I decided to call my friends over for a party. The money that my parents had left me would be enough for it.
I called five of my friends. Obviously their parents would bury me alive with queries, so I told them I was feeling a bit scared and that I had problem with my assignment too. They agreed.
Then one by one four of my friends arrived. We were having a great time gorging on the pastries and cold drinks. The metallic music was loud enough for even my neighbours to listen to.
Then the doorbell rang. I ran to welcome my last friend. However, to my horror my parents were standing at the door. They spoiled my party.