I never thought I'd be hurrying to my dead beat bike at 3:03 in the morning on a Saturday. Whatever Joey saw must've been some nightmarish maniac looking spider. His voice never sounded this shakey ever. It was only this one time where we found a spider in the corner of the room where Joe, one of the toughest guys ever, started wailing like a pregnant woman and almost broke my arm for trying to calm him down.
I got to the house and all the lights were off. It felt eerie and cold. I rang the door since I forgot to get my keys. No one seemed to be home, so i waited for a couple minutes till I got the thought of leaving and talking to Joey the next day. I couldn't, though, since I heard a scream coming from inside the house. Didn't sound humanely. But for sure a scream. Joey opened the door and let me in yet instructed me to keep quiet. We tiptoed our way to his room.
"What's going on?" I asked. Joey didn't say anything. He slowly opened the door. When it finally went from ajar to fully wide open, it was jetblack in there. "Check it out" Joe said. The room lit up with a starry ceiling and the words "happy birthday bud" imprented onto the walls.
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"Happy birthday pal. You're the best" he said while patting my back. I was speechless. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed. "I- Wha- When I-" i couldn't express my thoughts and how beautiful it is. There was a small box on his bed. I walked right to it and opened it.
