AlbionCrusader
Senior Member
When I was little, about five or six as my mother was taking a shower. I unlocked the front door, walked down the street. A couple was telling and signaling me to get in there vehicle. A older gentleman who lived in the neighborhood across the street was yelling at me not too. He couldn't do anything because he was in a wheelchair. But I was blessed, my sisters friends came by and saw me. Saved me.