So I was in the parking lot of Freedom hall trying to sneak my way into the Miley Cyrus concert because I had failed to acquire real tickets. After giving up on this endeavor I walked back to my car. After opening the door to the mini-van I was driving everything went black. I awoke in Mexico to find that me and a friend had been there for two weeks. We had been knocked unconscious and dropped off in Mexico for unknown reasons. We were only an hour or so away from Cancun in a small fishing village so I figured we could get a flight back home pretty quickly. The only problem is I didn't really feel like going back. I called my dad to let him know where I was but he didn't believe me. After returning from the phone to the family that was housing me I ran into my mom who apparently had been there the whole time, also taking care of my unconscious self. Then I woke up.
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