Thinking

So. In a few minutes I have to start writing a paper for my creative writing class.
(Yes, yes I do.)
So I'm going to tell you a story to get in the writing mood.
This is a completely true story.
Names have been altered for the protection of identity. :)

Once upon a time, I had a late-Christmas party. I had monstrous amounts of fun with my pals. We danced with the wii kinect, decorated cookies, and assassinated each other with nerf guns. Around 12 in the morning, all the boys left, (AAAW) and Me, Freida, Angela, and Gretel were having a party-it-up attempted all nighter. We watched Zoolander (edited, of course. :D) and at 3:30, we figured we could get all snug in our beds... (we just zonked out in the theater room.) We turned down the lights, we were all getting cozy, (at least I tried to, I was curled up on the love seat.) I totally fell asleep... (as in... if you hit me in the head with a hippo, I wouldn't wake up.) All of the sudden, I start hearing all of this nice dream-music. "Hm!" I think, "I haven't heard this song in a while!" I must've realized it in my sleep because I see that it is Angela, and I shut my phone off. I figured she butt dialed me. Then Gretel's phone begins to go off. She does the same. Then I hear all of this BANGING on the doors and windows of my basement. I assume that my sister and her friend are Being stupid, so I go back to bed. The next morning we wake up, and ANGELA says... "Thanks for letting me in you guys!!!" Apparently, she couldn't sleep, so she went for a walk (in the FREEZING COLD) and got locked out doors at FOUR in the morning for HALF AN HOUR! That poor girl!