For several minutes, I just stood there frozen in place as I contemplated on whether or not I should actually do what I was going to do.

Before I finally gathered enough courage to push the door open, my phone started ringing. It was the ringtone that Aunt Rachel had programmed into my cell.

I glanced over my shoulder briefly before reaching into my pocket and pulling it out. Once I realized that no one was looking at me, I quickly pressed ignore. I couldn't bring myself to answer any of my friends or family members who called.

Taking a deep breath, I lifted the door handle. When I pushed...