I drove over to my mom's to sing at the top of my lungs.
I watched an awful, awful horror movie with my mom.
I said goodbye to my dog.
She crawled into my arms.
I played every song I know on guitar,
and I lit some candles.
These things don't happen at school,
but there's so much more that does.
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