One Friday night I slept over my best friend's house. I love sleeping over her house because her older brother is totally hot! We did the usual like watch scary movies, eat a whole bunch of junk food, gossip, etc. At the end of all our fun in the early hours of the morning, my stomach began to tell me that all the junk I gave it was not agreeing with it. I tiptoed to the bathroom and was in there for a while. When I was finished, I snuck back into my friend's room and started to drift into a deep sleep. Suddenly I was shaken out of my sleep by her brother's screaming. "OMG! It stinks in here and the air freshener won't work. I think I my vomit!" I had no idea that it had smelled that bad and believe me when I say that that was my last time sleeping over there.
Natalie, 14
Natalie, 14
