What was your first place from under your parents roof?

[Brue]

5 days after HS - Fort McClellan Alabama After that Fort Sam Houston TX then Columbus OHio - still here (except one year in Ft. Eustis VA for desert storm)
First house owned Aug '96 in Col.

[Megospidey]

college dorm.

[darklord1967]

My first place was the home I live in now.

In my mid twenties (about fifteen years ago), my dad purchased the 8 unit apartment building that I live in now.

Building was really run-down... a major "fixer-upper"

Dad offered me the opportunity to have my own place by suggesting that I use my savings to convert the ground floor space (a former 1,000 square foot saloon in the 1940's) into my own apartment.

In exchange I would pay him a very cheap rent, and serve as the building's superintendant. We agreed.

My (then) fiancee and I took our combined savings, hired a demolition crew and got to work.

Seven years later, I bought the building from my dad just as he retired.

Well, my fiancee and I married, and now our "home" living space consists of that ground floor former saloon space, the two smaller apartment units on the second floor (combined into one), and the entire basement (now re-fitted into a laundry room rec-space).

I must say, it was a lot of fun becoming a virtual architect and designing / building our space from scratch!

[4NDR01D]

My first apt. was when I was 17, living in a converted living space in the top of a very nice house. Had to walk through the house to get to my apt as well as shared a washroom with the family. Rob was about 33, his wife Michelle was about 37, and their son Alexander was 3. Michelle was the director of a local drug and alcohol treatment facility and Rob was a mailman/dj/closet stoner. How these two ever ended up together is beyond me. Rob smoked dope everyday before his route, but wouldn't dare tell his wife in a million years. When she went away on business trips for the weekend we would PARTY!! Robs friends, my friends- it was quite the scene all these teens and thirty something hotboxing my tiny apartment. It was a great couple of years for sure, after that it was about 20(!) different roommates over the course of the next decade.

[raider5gt]

Mine was a 2 bed masionette when i was 17 it was a big place,the best bit about it was the balcony at the front,we would sit out there in the summer and watch the world go by aah those were the days

[jessica]

It was a 2BR 900 sq. ft. flat on the third floor of San Francisco's Sunset District. I loved the 1950s era stove that you had to light with a match. Only thing I hated about it was the Chinese restaurant across the street. Because of that restaurant, it was difficult to find parking until after 10 PM.

[Action Martin]

Air force basic training at 17. Kinda scary at that age.

I was 25 when I joined the Army. I remember those 17 year-olds. They were just doe-eyed the whole time in Basic Training. I forget the term that the Army used, split somethings. They would attend BT in the summer between junior and senior years and then go to AIT after high school graduation.

[Action Martin]

At age 22 I moved to Florida with two of my buddies. We got a great two bedroom condo at The Greens in Orlando. Full of great amenities and hot chicks. Sadly my one buddy developed a coke habit and stole all of my money from my room. Instead of kicking his ***, I moved back to New York.

[JPkempo]

A apartment over my aunt and uncle's garage.
Was there for about 15 years.

[toys2cool]

mine was a tiny apartment with my wife(well girlfriend back then) I didn't want to leave my moms house,the food was too good

[wolfie]

Me and both of my parents all live in the same house. It is the only way we can afford to live the way we do.

[wyatterb]

My family lived close enough to campus that I drove back and forth to classes everyday. My first internship after college I rented a room in a house for about 4 month. I was then hired on full time so I went and moved into a 1 bedroom apartment.

[Wee67]

Mine was a sample unit at a suburban apartment complex.

OK it wasn't really MINE, per se, but it was where I often slept. I left home when I was about 15 years old. Not as serious as it sounds, but I did not want to finish high school in the city where we had moved once again. Instead, I left home to go to a nice suburban high school where college was an assumption.

Well, some times, I needed a place to stay to do this, so I headed to an apartment complex. We lived in enough of these complexes to let me know a few things- 1) there is always a sample unit 2) it is furmished 3) its almost always on the second floor 4) the sliding glass door to the easily climbed upon balcony is never locked. Just make sure you clean up get out by 7am at the latest and you got your own pad. Oh yeah, DO NOT brag to your teenage friends who invariably decide the place would make a great place to party. You'll find the sliding door quickly locked.

[Bo8a_Fett]

My first place was a bedsit in hornsey North London...you can actua;;y see the outside in Shaun of the Dead...it's above the shop next door to the mini mart that Simon Pegg goes in to get cornetto/ coke.

[palitoy]

My parents bought a house in the middle of nowhere when I was 18, I continued to live alone in my childhood home because they couldn't seem to sell it. Eventually I was left with no furniture but I just about finished high school there and moved into a dorm shortly after.

After the dorm, I lived in many, many high crime/roach infested hovels.