How To Enter Your Bada$$ Era!

It was a very strange day, indeed. It was the early 70s, and my mom, sisters, and I had been living in our car. The stress was making my mother's aura sour. Honestly, it was hard to look at her without feeling her anxiety. With no rescue in sight, she eventually drove us to the haunting halls of Saint Peter's Home for Children. It is one of the most viv…