When I was five, my brother
to babysit me. He and I
into a huge fight, and I pretended to run away. I
the front door and ran outside. Then I sneaked around and went back inside through a back door. I
in my closet for over an hour while my brother searched the whole neighborhood, worried that my mother would come home and find me gone. I
it was a great joke. Looking back on it now, I
horrible for how much I must have scared him with my trick. I didn't realize how he must have felt.