Turn up the volume; crank up the noise.
Make the floors vibrate; cats run and hide.
Beer flows like water; weed fills the air.
House filled with people; pull out my hair.
We’re Party Central; it lasts all night long.
Every damn weekend; no peace to be found.
This has been a Six Sentence Story, written for Denise’s blog hop at GirlieOnTheEdge. The prompt word we were assigned to use this week was “volume.” Click on the link to read more great stories, and maybe add one of your own!