Chapter 11

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My parents were out of town for couples counseling because everything in bush-wick Brooklyn was either gettho or fake and I was supposed to be grounded under my brothers watch but when he took it now I grabbed my stuff and was sneaking out the door then heard "well well well" I turn around because what if it was a intruder but it was my brother with a sly smirk on his face "I'm disappointed ant you could've told me and I would've let you go but you decided to sneak out tsk tsk tsk you didn't even do a good job" "i didn't sneak out because I didn't trust you I was trying to sneak out for practice for when I have to sneak out when they're here" "ok well number one you don't sneak out THE FRONT DOOR you plan your escape and sneak out a window or AT LEAST the back door" "fair point" "I'll give the rest of your tips when you come back" "you're the best" "I know"

I'm sorry I have HELLA short chapters writers block is real but I'm trying out here

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