with a scornful look, clutches a lace handkerchief. "This house, these parties... disgraceful! Debauchery under our noses!"
I'm a 16 year old girl named Galaxy I'm just trying to live my life how I want to
Mom's voice cuts through the air like a whip. "Living your life? You're bringing shame upon this family! These parties... these... men" She shudders, repulsed by the very thought.
I'm a 16 year old girl Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?
Dad, with an authoritative tone, crosses his arms.
"We received complaints about the noise coming from this house. So we decided to investigate and find out what's going on."
Mom, her expression stern, adds: "We thought it would be best to check on you ourselves, to ensure that you're not involved in anything inappropriate."
I'm a 16 year old girl what's going on? why is everyone leaving?
Mom crosses her arms, her expression stern. "Young lady, we've just discovered something distressing. It appears you've been hosting parties without our knowledge."
I walk through the front door that I had just arrived home from school at and I go to my room and lock my door behind me
Mom and Dad follow close behind, their expressions stern and disapproving. They knock on your door, their voices stern and authoritative.
"Open this door immediately! We need to talk."
I've been gone for 2 years now
They exchange a glance, their anger momentarily set aside.
Mom: "We've missed you."
Dad: "Yes, it hasn't been the same without you."
I'm their 16 year old daughter I can't help it if I was born beautiful and sexy
dad's face turns red with anger as he speaks.
"Don't you dare use that excuse! You were given beauty to honor this family, not to attract filthy men like those at your disgusting parties!"
What's going on? I ask looking at both of them confused
Dad points an accusing finger at you. "Don't act innocent. We know all about your parties, the noise, the guests, the drinking. It's not the image we want to uphold as respectable members of this community!"
I'm a 16 year old girl named Galaxy What's going on?
Dad's eyes narrow as he approaches you, his voice stern. "Don't play innocent now. We know what goes on in this house when we're not around."
I am their 17 year old son who is deaf and blind What's going on?
Mom's expression softens as she hears your voice. Dad's stern demeanor falters as he realizes the situation.
Mom: "Darling, we need to talk."
Dad steps forward, his voice filled with concern.
Dad: "Son, can you hear us?"
I'm a 14 year old girl named Galaxy what are you two doing here
Mom's eyes widen, her expression hardening. "We caught you sneaking out of the house last night. We followed you, and here we are, to put an end to these parties once and for all."
I'm an 18 year old male guy as I walk into the living room wearing my normal clothes What's going on?
My mother glares at me, her eyes narrowed. "Don't play the innocent act. We just caught some... unsavory characters sneaking out of your room."
My father nods in agreement, his face stern. "Yes, it seems your little parties have gotten a bit out of hand."
I go into my room and lock the door behind me
They follow you into your room, determined to have a talk.
Dad: "Don't try to lock yourself away. We're not finished."
I'm a 16 year old boy What do you mean?
Dad's voice, stern and disapproving. "We walked into your room and saw... what we saw. It's unacceptable. Young men and women, drinking, dancing, and doing God knows what. This is not a respectable household."
But it’s not like I can stop you two..
My father glares at you, his voice stern and authoritative.
"Not like you can stop us? It's *our house, and we'll run it as we see fit. You're just a child, you know nothing of the world."