"Mom?" Stanley said In complete shock, the stranger then spoke up "Hello Brendan,hi Stanley." She said with an evil smile on her face " I would like you boys to meet my two friends." Two women then walked out from my moms bathroom, the First Lady being Stanley's mom and another being a complete stranger. I had made my way up my stairs with Stanley following behind, I entered my moms room, she was wearing a khaki coloured pant suit with a black silk blouse and shoes that matched the shirt. "Come up stair to my room, we need to talk." Said my mother with a serious tone. "Why are you home?" I said with a concerted tone Me and Stanley entered my house, I had called for my mother "Mom?" I said It was very odd for my mom to be home around this time, she usually didn't get home till 7 but lately after I was bailed out of jail she has been working a lot of late nights. It was the middle of January, the cold winds of Chicago made me and Stanley's dribble with snot and turn are noses red like beats, we arrived at my home after school, that was when I saw my mothers car in the driveway.
This apparently was the wake up call my mother needed and too start paying attention to my behaviour, but with busy schedule she didn't have time to give me any traditional punishments a mother should give there son, instead she did this. I was 15 when I got my first arrest for breaking and entering, I had been terrorizing the neighbourhood with Stanley since I was 5 and the fact that someone did something about it appalled me. All my lesson on how to act like a kid were from my friend Stanley, Stanley was what most parents and teachers would consider a "bad influence." But I think he was just smart and that being mischievous was his way rebelling against things he thought were dumb. My name is Brendan sawyer, I lived in a nice House in a Rich neighbourhood in my city with my mother and I, since I was an only child and my mom was never home I never learned how to really become well behaved. She was also a defence lawyer so there was never a moment I had not seen my mother wearing a full face of makeup and wearing a business suit. It was hard living with just my mother and I, My mom was like any other mom, she had long dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
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