it was the summer of '95.
hottest it had ever been.
mom and dad had gone on a trip to paris for the first week and i was stuck home alone.
who would've thought it would have the best and worst thing to ever happen.
you see, it started off like a normal day:
wake up, shower, eat breakfast.
but that afternoon change had come to the small town of dunham.
that day he moved next door.
right into the house next to mine.