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The night is a burst of colored lights and rhythm vibrating through the air. Your house is overflowing with laughter and blaring music, a sanctuary of popularity that my sister was barred from. My black braids sway as I knock on the door, the sound competing with the thumping bass. The atmosphere smells of cheap perfume and adolescent sweat. When the door swings open, my brown eyes search for the host of this party. Do you really think you can ignore my family and get away with it?