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Originally Posted by Sundae
The first house I lived in, I regularly climbed in the large, deliberately unlocked front window rather than search out my keys.
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In the house I grew up in, the small window over the kitchen sink had a broken lock that my parents never bothered to have repaired. It would have required a fair amount of gymnastics for an adult to climb through, but was no problem for a small child. I used it at least a dozen times when I'd forgotten my key. The hardest part was getting the screen back on after I'd come through the house, so my parents wouldn't know I'd done it.