A sleepover gone hilariously wrong

 





      In my last year of middle school, 8th grade, I started Prince of Peace. Unfortunately, the one year Taylor wasn't attending Prince of Peace, was the year I came. Even though she did not come to this school, Taylor and I still talked most of the time. I became very determined to be friends with her. One Friday after school, Taylor and I decided to have our first sleepover. As we discussed and discussed what fun adventures to do the following night, we chose on sleeping at my house.
     Along with a sleepover, we were going to a movie that night too and wanted to get all prettied up. At this time, I didn't really have much makeup, so we decided to go to my mom's bathroom to use all her makeup.While we got ready in my mom's bathroom, we were playing loud music and talking, then we heard a very loud noise. It sounded like a door slam. Before that it sounded like a garage door opening. We stopped the music and looked at each other in panic. After a few moments of silence, we heard footsteps. Most people have a first reaction to panic and run, Taylor and I had a different idea in mind. We decided to move all the big heavy furniture in front of my moms bedroom door and gather heavy objects to throw at the intruder. Minutes have passed and we are freaking out, so we decided to call my grandparents that live down the street.They did not answer so we ran and hid in the bathtub with my pet opossum.
    10 minutes later, we decide to move the furniture back into its original place and check outside the door. Taylor and I saw no one or anything, and ever since that day, we decided to always set the alarm to my house. Although it wasn't as bad as the Ballonfest 86, a fun intended first sleepover turned out wrong, in a hilarious and scary way.