Then there was the time I found out how to lock the screen door on the porch. I was the first one in the house and locked my parents and younger brother out! Then reality hit and I knew that the outcome wouldn't be good for my sitting ability, so I didn't open the door no matter what. The ladder my father put up didn't bother me any, nor the footsteps on the roof of the porch, or the noise of the window opening on the second floor.... Suddenly a LARGE MAN was behind me and after that my memory of the incident goes blank.