15 Shots Killed Shelby Allen
What's perhaps more shocking is that the 17-year-old drank them at a friend's house, while the parents were home. Here, how her mom is fighting to make sure no other child dies this way
A half-hour later, the 5-foot-6-inch, 107-pound girl had consumed 10 shots. "Slow down. You'll get sick," a classmate texted her back.
Shelby's messages got sloppier and sloppier until she sent her final texts of the evening, announcing that she'd reached her goal at 1:58 A.M.
When Shelby began to feel sick, Jane led her to the nearest bathroom to vomit. When Shelby seemed to pass out, she was propped against the toilet for the night. Her young pal then left to be with Alyssa, who at this point was also sick from drinking, and periodically checked on Shelby. Clearly, this party had gone out of control.
About an hour and a half later, Shelby's phone fired up again. But this time it was Jane who was texting a boy - a friend of Shelby's - whom she supposedly had a crush on.
"She wont sober up at all," Jane's texts read. "im freaking out have no ide wat to do," "shelb is out [boy's name omitted] I f______ neeed hellp..." and "shelb is just half snoring shaking. I neeed you so dab right now." The boy offered to come over but said he'd have to tell his father first. He could write a note and leave, Jane suggested, and when he rejected this idea, she eventually dropped the matter. The boy sent one last text - "Feel better Shelby:)" - later in the morning.
Around 8:00 A.M., the father of the house, a prominent area veterinarian, was preparing to open the medical office on his property to treat the day's first clients. Intercepted by his daughter, who had been up most of this time, he asked about the previous night. "Shelby's not feeling well," Jane reported, but she apparently sounded no alarm.
It wasn't until Alyssa awoke around one hour later that anyone took notice of Shelby's condition. She went to check on her and was horrified by what she found: Shelby was still slumped in the downstairs bathroom, completely motionless. Her head hung over the edge of the toilet bowl, her lip split from having slammed against the porcelain in a bout of violent heaving. Pulling Shelby up, Alyssa saw her friend's face streaked in blood. She tried to rouse her, but Shelby remained unresponsive. An older sister was summoned and phoned her father. He quickly returned to the house and dialed 911 to have an ambulance sent to his home right away because he'd found "a child that's here, and I don't think she's breathing." When asked if he was sure she wasn't breathing, he responded, "I can't...I'm not sure she's alive right now."