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I was bombarded with texts by the time I woke up from my hour long nap. Everyone one of my friends asking what to do about their boyfriend cheating on them, what to do now that they’ve been stabbed in the back, and about how their dad is on a drinking binge again. The rain outside pounded harder in time with the roaring thunder, causing the house to shake. I was more than thankful that I was the only one home. The only time my friends really bothered to get a hold of me was when they needed something—advice, a ride somewhere, or some other sort of favor. I was only invited to hang out to be a designate driver, and when I needed s