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Saw a scene this morning that reminded me of my childhood. Young kid walking down the street at about 9;30, carrying his suitcase. Shortly after, his mom yelling for him, and the police showing up, they talked him into going back home.
I think we all tried to run away at some point. I remember grabbing up a small bag of clothes, a bag of chips , my bb gun, and jumping on my schwinn to head for the freedom highway. I hung out in the woods for a couple of hours, got hungry, and came home.
Knowing what I know now, I should have stayed with mom and pop forever.