It was a late night, and I could not remember where it was that I had been prior, but I remember that I had escaped from extreme violence- (perhaps the reason I couldn’t remember?) In retrospect, I do, honestly, remember what happened prior, but at the time I didn’t, so for the sake of letting you experience the narrative through MY shoes, I did not, in fact, remember. I must have been walking for an hour when I finally found my house. I was relieved to feel safe again. The parents were home, but I couldn’t let them see me coming into the house this late, they would be angry- so I snuck in through the bedroom window, breathing heavily.…