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I tip-toe into the house but I hear my mother's strained voice from the kitchen.
"She was supposed to be here," she says on the verge of tears.
"She is going to be in huge trouble when she gets back!" my father bellows. "No parties again, ever."
"I just hope she isn't hurt!" my mother says this then sobs uncontrollably as by father rubs her back.
I grow fearful of the consequences of my actions, and wished. I had made better descisions.
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