The neighbors music was blaring from the bratty teen's 4th new car. It was 4:30 and I had to wake up in 2 hours. I heard slam of a door and some one marching downstairs. I quickly grabbed my jacket and scrambled downstairs to see since my room only had a window to the back of the house. It was my mother. Her her was short, dark brown, and so straight it looked like she had fixed it up before she got here.her brown eyes harshly stared at the neighbours then me. "Get into your room Mara!" She demanded. Without a second thought I headed inside. It was dark and since we had only been here a month I hadn't gotten used to it. I tripped over a few unexpected steps trying to get upstairs. As soon as I got into the covers you heard yelling outside "just on time" I whispered to myself. It was 4:45 and that was usually when someone yells at the neighbors. I try to get some sleep. •••All Rights Reserved