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So during my junior year of high school, I got a project to make a roller coaster for my physics class. Everything was going smoothly until the day my partner and I had to paint it. We were spray painting the tubes in my garage when these two guys showed up at the house across the street, shouting loudly and banging on the door. In my defense, the neighborhood I lived in was in south Dallas and it's still not a safe place. Well I called the police, closed the garage and parked myself in front of the dining room window. In short, the police arrived fully armed, broke down the door, and escorted the two boys out at gunpoint. And that’s the story of how my entire block found out that the abandoned house had new owners.