lˈɑːkt ɪn hɜː ɹˈuːm baɪ ˈænt bˈɛt ænd fˈaɪndɪŋ hɜː bᵻlˈʌvd swˈiːt sˈɪkstiːn pˈɑːɹɾi dɹˈɛs ʃɹˈɛdᵻd baɪ ɹˈɪtʃɚd, kɹˈɪsti ɪz mˈɪzɹəbəl ænd fɹˈaɪʔn̩d.
Locked in her room by Aunt Bet and finding her beloved Sweet 16 party dress shredded by Richard, Christie is miserable and frightened.