My Little Neighbor Didn’t Let Anyone Into His Home Until a Police Officer Arrived and Stepped Inside

Is your mom home?” I took one small step closer.

He stared at me for a second.

Then he grabbed his hat, ran inside, and slammed the door.

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The sound echoed all the way down the street.

I stood there, old and useless in my robe, and then shuffled back inside.

I didn’t sleep much after that.

The next day, I watched his house like it was my job.

Usually, after school, he’d come out with his skateboard.

That day, nothing.

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