So I hear a bunch of 8th graders outside in the street. Meanwhile it's 11 o'clock at night (I thought they were drunk but that's me) . They were talking, yelling, singing, and clapping. So my neighbors mother comes outside and starts screaming and hollering. That's when I get into my nosy mode and peek outside (thank goodness my blinds are wooden or else you would be able to tell).So the mother is screaming about the cops and the kids are running. One even left their bike. So then some say "let's go to backyard" and they disperse. Everybody was gone but I was there still trying to comprehend what just happened.
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