The house party- True story
This story is true, it takes place when I was 13 years old. One morning I got a call from my friend asking me to come to a party, when I arrived I found everyone either dancing on the kitchen table or passing around a nearly finished bottle of vodka. After a while everyone, accept for me who didn’t drink that much, started to feel the effects of our drinking -there were quite a lot of us at the party so there was enough people to look after those who drank too much. I went up to one of my friends, AJ, who was looking pretty smashed, put my arm around his neck and took him to his room (it was his house.) On the way upstairs he began to take off pieces of his …