MaggieD
DP Veteran
- Joined
- Jul 9, 2010
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- Chicago Area
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I was about five, I think. I was so mad I told mom I was leaving. She helped me pack my things into a plastic bag and off I went. I walked about a half block, I Think. (Mom wouldn't have let me cross the street alone), and I started crying. I turned around to go home, and mom waved and met me half way. "Come on, let's have some ice cream," she said.
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