November 13, 2009

There’s Someone Outside

When I was 14 I lived in Pennsylvania. We lived in a ranch house in a small development, where all of the nieghbors knew each other and were friends. We lived on a hill, so our neighbours weren’t very close to us. Our front door opened into our living room. We would hear loud stomps walking up our f…

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