As I lay under my warm cotton flannel sheets that Sunday night, I pondered the reason why my cell phone had not rung the entire day. I had a strange premonition that something wasn't exactly right, so my instincts told me to investigate. I struggled getting out of the comfortable bed, but I managed to put on warmer clothes and head out my door. As I stepped out onto the patio, the gusty cold wind chilled my whole body. Dialing my voice- mail number, I heard "You have one new message."
             From the first second I heard my best friend's voice I could tell she was disturbed and irate about something. Her frosty voice said, "Andrea, it's me. I have to tell you this right now while it's fresh in my mind. I had $150 in my room and $60.00 in my wallet, and neither one of them is there any more. The only people who were at my house were you and my family, so I'm going to believe my family over you. Andrea, I don't know who's more of a fool. Me for trusting you or you for thinking you could get away with this. Don't try to call me or my family because now everyone despises you, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Have a nice life."
             At that very moment I felt my stomach churning and my knees weakening. I felt as though someone had just stabbed me in the heart. I couldn't believe what she had just said, and I went into a state of complete shock. I played the message again just to see if this was actual reality, and I wasn't just hallucinating. Salty tears streamed my face like a cascading waterfall. I fled back inside of my room and collapsed on my bed, shaking with hysteria and trying to gasp for some air. I felt as if someone was grabbing my neck and would not let me breathe. When my roommates began to hear my weeping and gasping for air, they ran hysterically to my side and asked what was wrong. I attempte
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