Ever since I turned sixteen, I had been begging mom and Mom to supply myself and others the occasion to stay apartment alone while they went to visit my Grandparents.

Although I enjoyed Nana and Pop, I wanted the chance to show my parents that I was responsible enough to stay apartment alone. As soon as Mom told mom he thought it would be okay for a weekend, I was overjoyed. I felt like how I imagined a life in prison would feel if they swiftly provided him a full pardon after only a couple of weeks. I couldn’t wait to call my friends and tell them I was staying apartment alone. First, I called Nana and Pop and told them I would miss them that weekend, even though I could now stay apartment alone. I told them how much I enjoyed them, even though I was sixteen now. I hung up, feeling freer than I had ever felt. I called my best buddy and told his that mom and Mom provided permission for his to stay with me. I never expected his to call almost everyone both of us believe and tell them it was gathering time at my house. By the time the gathering ended, I rushed around trying to wash up the mess that even my best buddy left myself and others with when he went home. I thought everything was good until I looked at Mom’s leather chair and realized there was a sizable hole in the seat. I went in search of a reupholstering service that was near me. I thought I may ‌get the chair reupholstering service to service the chair before they got home. I was grasping at straws when I asked if they had an upholstery service kit for leather chairs.

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