My First Adventure June 30, 2002 - 12:45 p.m.

I ran away from home.

I packed up my things and left.

I suppose I was bored. Wasn't getting attention. I'm not really sure why I did it.

My mom freaked. She contacted all the cops she knew, which was amazingly a lot, working in a bowling alley. I guess since she knew them personally, they helped immediately. Including a helicopter.

Christ, they had a fucking helicopter looking for me!

I made my mom cry for at least 20 minutes straight... the time it took her to get from work to home. Once she got home, she was eagerly looking for me, so who knows if she was still crying. I'm assuming so.

I was gone for at least 2 hours.

Hey! Don't laugh! 2 hours is a long time for a child barely over a year old. I had to cross busy streets, pushing my orange and yellow plastic shopping cart full of stuffed animals.

They found me in someone's front yard. A yard full of children's toys. I was just sitting there playing. Several blocks away. They picked me up and took me home.

They ruined my fun.

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