In my teen years, my parents went out of town A LOT. I spent a lot of my weekends either home alone or have friends over. I was felt deprived that I never once had a scary phone call/turning on the radio and finding out that a psychopath broke out of the prison 5 miles away from my house moment. Oh well.
Here's a short about a chick all alone at home. Enjoy.
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