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It was two am, the sixteen year old Dean just snuck into the house on his tiptoes, not making any sound, heading straight to his room.

He just had one of the bestest parties in his whole life, ladies, alcohol, nicotine, doing stupid things, rock music — just his thing.

And as he almost got into his room, suddenly the lights went on blinding him for a few seconds.