Last night I went to my aunt Becky's house for my cousins birthday party. Once it got dark, we lit off fireworks. At that point, my aunt Tina was quite drunk. I hate when she gets drunk because she gets really annoying and sometimes mean. After the fireworks, some of us went inside because it was getting chilly out.

We were in the kitchen, and I could barely stand my drunkenly belligerent aunt. I was planning to leave soon and then Wesley called me. I went into the living room so he could hear me better. I told him about how my aunt was really drunk, and I guess she heard me. Apparently, in her very inebriated state, she found this offensive.

Next thing I know, I hear her yelling and calling me a bitch and other names. Keep in mind, I was in another room and couldn't see what was going on, but I could hear everything. It sounded like she was trying to come after me but was being restrained. All of a sudden, I heard slapping noises. As I said, I couldn't see, so I don't know who was doing the slapping. All I know is I was shaken up and couldn't believe this was happening. I ran out the front door, got in my car, and I left. I haven't heard from anyone since.

I was getting really sick of my black sheets and solid pink colored comforter, so I bought new sheets and a duvet cover. My bed is now less boring. Yay!