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I had a odd situation. I lived in rural Kentucky, about 5 miles outside a 400pop town. My dad's parents, brother and sister and their families all lived on the same road. The nearest neighbor that wasn't family was probably more than a quarter mile down the road and even then we knew them all. I do remember staying home from school and my grandma would come check on me and bring me lunch after she'd finished cooking around noon. I was probably 9 or 10 then. The transition from having a guardian watching us to being alone was pretty smooth though. We had about 500 acres of forest and fields around us to play in. We'd get home from school at my grandma's house, go outside and we wouldn't be seen again until it got dark and my mom started yelling for us to come get ready for bed.
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