I went to bed at 10, which is a bit early for me. Woke up at 12 literally thinking there was a shooting on our street. Loud screams and several bangs.
I flipped out. I was convinced it was a shooting. The shrieks and shrills were coming from kids and adults before and after each bang.
I looked out the window and saw people with their flashlights, giggling, about to light the next firework.
I put on my headphones and cry myself back to sleep.
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