Home from College_(0)
I grew up in a smaller suburb outside of San Diego in a nice neighborhood. The houses were a pretty good size, but not mansions. It was a safe neighborhood where nobody would really worry about crime or anything like that. I came from a good family – my mom and dad were still married after 25 years being together and they taught me how to be a good person and not come off as a jerk to other people in life. Aside from them, I have a younger brother. I always got along alright with him, but we weren’t incredibly close. We really had diverse interests and didn’t spend that much time hanging out because we were into such different activities. I was pretty into sports, while he was into playing guitar and things …