You gave me life.

My life is up to you

"All I remember is having a party in the house.... and then I heard the sirens" I told the officer. He turned to me and said " You know young lady you had an alcohol level of 1.5 which is very bad. Especially considering that you are UNDER AGE! " All I could think about is how much my head hurts and I can imagine my dad screaming at me isn't going to help. I hope Megan got out of there before the police came. I hope she isn't still in jail waiting for her parents. All of a sudden my dad comes running in followed my my mother. He is screaming at me so loudly I can't hear myself think! He practically pulls me to the car by my shirt. I feel bad only because that house was his only chance. You see, my dad is a real estate worker and if he was ever going to sell a house, it would be the one that I accidently burnt to the ground..... Hey! I mean it wasn't all my fault.... Exactly. I was thinking maybe the party would be better if we had a campfire.... Unfortunately since I was so drunk I didn't realize it happened to be in the house he was going to sell....I finally got home! I have to call Megan! She must be worried! She didn't answer.... I hope she is ok. My dads calling me downstairs

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"Hey dad..." I said nervously. He seemed to be confused "Hey Angelina..... I'm sorry I was hard on you today but seriously I cannot believe your behavior! Anyway we are taking you to the hospital tomorrow to make sure you did not get hurt." I was surprised I wasn't getting yelled at again... Might as well take what I can and be grateful.