It seems that my sister will be moving back out of the basement and into a bedroom upstairs. Specifically, mine. I will be moving into the psudo-office-y type bedroom (which was earlier vacated by my sister’s move to the basement). This will be an improvement for me in terms of space.
However, the benifit to me is not the cause of this move. I will attempt to scribe my impressions.
There is a girl my sister knows, named Christie. A troublesome girl, told on occasion by my mother not to set foot on these premises. And, at 2am on the night in question was escorted out.
Christie is 20 years old, the girl who was driving drunk, and crashed her mother’s car into a ditch.
She was found two nights ago half dressed in my sister’s bed, in the basement, at 2am. She had snuck in the basement window sometime earlier in the night. The girls were talking at the time of discovery.
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