I have this memory from when I was 6 or 7 years old. I woke up in the middle of the night and my mom wasn't home. I remember the horrible feeling of panic and of being alone. My older brother was sound asleep in his bed. I don't know why I didn't wake him up. I just went to the front door and cried until my mom came home. She had gone to pick up my dad...
not sure why i thought about that today
not sure why i thought about that today
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Or should I say, poor TIGER!!!