When I was 15 years old I lived in a sub-division. A sub-division is a neighborhood where all of the houses are generally the same. It was like the stereotypical, perfect, 1950's American Dream sort of place. While I lived there, there were a few kids my age that I liked to hang out with. There was a 17 year old boy, a 15 year old boy, and an 11 year old boy. We would come out at night and play man-hunt a lot. One night when we were playing man-hunt, the 11 year old's cousin came over. She was 16 and her name was Haleigh.