I went to the New year party like I promised.
There were a lot of college kids that I didn't know.
I smelled something strong.
"Alcohol. Right," I thought.
A few college kids were chatting with me about the author world of writing.
Carly was passing out a platter of brownies.
"I made them myself October," Carly says.
I took a brownie and ate it.
It was pretty good and it was moist with a hint of salted caramel.
That's when I was feeling trippy.
The room started to slip away from me and it felt like I was stuck on one tile of flooring. The room also started to spin.
When I was talking to a college girl I started to see double.
"Are you alright," the girl asks me while waiving a hand in my face.
I can't believe it! I'm stoned!
Lucky enough that I walked here.
I left the room and walked home.
The night was dark and peaceful.
~*~
When I got home the house was really quiet.
"I hope everyone is asleep," I say to myself.
I tiptoed to my room.
My room was in the long hallway that has a creak in the floor when you walk in front of the door.
I opened my door. I carefully moved away from the creak.
My body was inside the room.
I shut the door quietly.
Let the night be over now.