Sheridan (Sheri) was bored, lonely, frustrated, frightened and angry. Her parents telling her she couldn't go on the trip was the last straw. Couldn't they see she hadn't been this excited about anything in a long time?
She had run to her room calling them names as she went . Screaming that she hated them all Sheri slammed her door and threw the jar of face cream she had been holding at her vanity table . The jar glanced off the edge of the table and ricocheted into the mirror. A shower of sparkling silvers of glass danced across the room. Sheri stood stunned watching the slippery white cream oozing from the broken jar. Suddenly her parents were in the room with her.