Last weekend my friend Caren slept over. We stayed up very late playing video games. My mom came into the room to tell us we had to go to sleep. It was dark, so Caren and I took my dad's flashlight and played in the attic. I'm not sure when we finally fell asleep, but we left the flashlight on. In the morning, it no longer worked. The batteries were dead. Yesterday, there was a big thunderstorm and we lost our electricity. Dad went to get his flashlight so we could see, but it didn't work. He was very angry when he found out I had left it on all night and wasted the batteries. Now I have to sweep up all of the leaves that blew around from the storm!