When I was five I decided to wander in the back fields in and around the barns. There was a home that burned down, but the basement was still intact. My brother Doug, friends and I used to play there together, so I went there to play. The home had a coal shoot that was fun to slide down. After sliding down, I realized that I was too short to climb out by myself. I was stuck. Let the screaming begin. About a half hour later mom came to my rescue me. Thank goodness for moms.
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