Can’t We All Just Get Along?

went to sleep, my mom was watching TV. My cousins, who were visiting for the

summer, and I were playing video games in our basement. We were in the basement and not

in my room because our basement is the coolest place in the house in the summer because it

is underground. If the rest of the house was eighty degrees, the basement would probably be

seventy. At the time we were going through a heat wave, and it was so hot and humid

outside as soon as you stepped outside the heat, wrapped around you like a blanket. You

started to sweat immediately and if you looked hard enough you could actually

see the air. But the basement wasn’t just a place to escape the heat it was also a source of

income. My mother ran her daycare from there, so there were pictures of the ABC‘s,

numbers, and shapes on the walls. Playpens lined the walls, toys were everywhere and the

empty toy chests were in the corner . The downside was the lingering sme

trouble started. The first signs of trouble were the porch lights were off and the side gate was

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, porch lights, basement basement, eighty degrees,