My mom died when I was 15 and I moved in with my aunt and uncle. My bedroom as at the front of the house near the street, and their bedroom was at the back of the house. I used to have friends knock on my window in the early morning hours and I would let them in, and sometimes if someone needed a place to crash, I let them in to sleep and got them out early!
Once a friend spent the night and we went out through the window and stayed out until 2 or 3 in the morning. Stupid! Something could have happened to us and it was really foolish being out in the LA area on our own at 16 yrs. old.
Looking back it was very disrespectful to my aunt and uncle not to mention dishonest and I could have been in huge trouble.
The regrets of the teen years!!