There was this one time when I was 11. I was living with my dad at the time and my mom lived in El Paso. She came to Tennessee to visit for a week.
Well, my dad said he had a doctor's appointment that day and he was going to be home late. So I came home from school and noticed a few things missing in the living. Picture etc. So I decided to check his bedroom. All his clothes and personal stuff was gone. On the counter was an envelope with 2 copies of the house key, a check for 20 dollars (on an account that he closed. WTF?!) and a letter saying that he wants to be left alone with his new wife and son.
That was pretty cool.