"One evening I was alone in my bedroom doing homework. Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps coming from downstairs, so I got up to check it out. Before I started downs the steps, I heard the sound of bottles breaking in my father's bar downstairs, which went on for a little while. I made my way downstairs, but when I reached the landing I could see broken bottles and glasses all over the floor and I could hear people screaming in the house, even though I was the only person home. I locked myself in my room and stayed there until my parents got home. And guess what? There wasn't a single broken bottle or glass, or anyone except for me in the house."
