Ava Lybunisky Giggles fill the room when I’m with my friends. All of us are dying of laughter, looking at Lily rolling around the floor like a dog. These are the type of friends that make your stomach hurt every time you hang out with them because you've done so much laughing. “What's that noise?” Anna says, breaking all the laughter. It seems to be coming from the top of Lily's bed. I jump up and search. I find my phone buzzing under a blanket. As I pick it up, I see a photo