In 2007, shortly after my 15th birthday, my mom was at her town for a few days on a business trip. We lived alone in a small house in her neighborhood that was on the sketch your end of decent.  And that fact, combined with my mother's paranoia about me being home alone longer than four or five hours, meant that I had to stay over at a friend's house while she was gone.

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