Today I went back to my house to get the last of my shit. When I was there, the doorbell rang. I proceeded with opening it and then slamming it back closed when I saw who it was. It was Leo, the kid that used to be my friend before I found out that he was a money-lynching pest. Before I had left, he had made it a habit to stay at my house EVERY SINGLE DAY after school. Anyways, I go back to packing and whistling old tunes when I hear his voice INSIDE THE HOUSE. I freak the freak out and start yelling at him to get out of the house (I still don't know how he got in). He completely ignores me so I start beating him with a pillow off of the living room couch. He still ignores me so I give up and go back to packing. Two hours later, my parents walk into my (used to be my) room (they weren't here when the Leo broke in). They have a cop with them and tell me that they have evacuated the house because they are worried for everyone's safety. They tell me that Leo told them that I was beating him with a pillow. The cop is just standing there awkwardly as he knows this is a rather strange situation. My parents continue to tell me that I "assaulted" Leo. The cop then tells them that it's not technically assault. Anyways, I'm not allowed to go back ever under any circumstances. Boohoo, I got my crap and a few laughs.
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