This past week I decided to visit my mother in the old neighborhood because, well, I love my mother. After having lunch with her I saw a man waiting outside our house; and I believed it was a new neighbor. I asked my mother if she knew who it was and she said that I used to babysit that man. The man was actually a sixteen year old who I have not been in contact with for at least five years; and also he grew up so much that I did not even recognise him. This was a perfect opportunity to follow someone around. I quickly told my mother that I need her car for school related purposes and that I will be back shortly. I was soon to find out that the little kid I used to watch over grew up into a very suspicious young man.