One mans trash, 5 boys treasure
Planning.
I sit in bed knowing I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. I think about everything that happened tonight, how yummy dinner was, how nice the other kids were giving me hugs and most importantly, how Louise Trew was lucky enough to live a life where no one judged her..... If only I could run away..... Wait, why don't i? There's no one stopping me, I would be very happy, not being judged about my appearance or my past.
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Ok, that's it. I've got everything planned out. I would wake up at 6am, enough time for me to run away after having breakfast, remembering Mr Tramps words about leaving for my new family at 8am. After breakfast, I would excuse myself and pretend to get ready, at 7am approximately, I would run out of those big bar gates that were always open but never walked through by us orphans. The only problem was that I didn't know where I could run to. I knew there was a mall a couple of blocks down but I had to be quick enough and make it there without anyone noticing or chasing after me. That was one big problem which I had to solve before it would be a perfect plan.
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i woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. uuurrgghhhh. This is the day where my life will be ruined I thought to myself. Wait.... No. This is the day where my life will be all new and happy again, I think to myself as I remember about my getaway. I decided to call it mission happy (MH).
"Breakfast's ready!" I hear Mrs Tramp yell from downstairs, I walk down and instantly the smell of bacons & eggs hit me. Yummmm, I thought to myself drooling, we only ever had nice breakfasts if someone leaves. I look around the table where all the other kids look at me with sympathetic eyes. I just shrug and eat as much as I can, knowing I needed the energy to run to the mall later. I quickly excuse myself from the table and bring my plate into the kitchen where I saw some blueberry muffins cooling on a oven rack. I took a couple and went straight upstairs to my room and put it in my duffel bag, next to all the other things in my duffel bag. I lay back on my bed and fall asleep. Again. I wake up to someone stomping up the stairs, I glance towards my right and see my alarm clock showing 7:30am. What?!?! That meant I only had 30 minutes for my escape plan. I start to gather everything into my duffle bag, making sure not to leave anything behind. I started to head towards the stairs careful not to make too much of a noise, I slowly make my way towards the front door when.... BAM!! Straight into Mr Tramp. Oh shit.
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Ok, that's it. I've got everything planned out. I would wake up at 6am, enough time for me to run away after having breakfast, remembering Mr Tramps words about leaving for my new family at 8am. After breakfast, I would excuse myself and pretend to get ready, at 7am approximately, I would run out of those big bar gates that were always open but never walked through by us orphans. The only problem was that I didn't know where I could run to. I knew there was a mall a couple of blocks down but I had to be quick enough and make it there without anyone noticing or chasing after me. That was one big problem which I had to solve before it would be a perfect plan.
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i woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. uuurrgghhhh. This is the day where my life will be ruined I thought to myself. Wait.... No. This is the day where my life will be all new and happy again, I think to myself as I remember about my getaway. I decided to call it mission happy (MH).
"Breakfast's ready!" I hear Mrs Tramp yell from downstairs, I walk down and instantly the smell of bacons & eggs hit me. Yummmm, I thought to myself drooling, we only ever had nice breakfasts if someone leaves. I look around the table where all the other kids look at me with sympathetic eyes. I just shrug and eat as much as I can, knowing I needed the energy to run to the mall later. I quickly excuse myself from the table and bring my plate into the kitchen where I saw some blueberry muffins cooling on a oven rack. I took a couple and went straight upstairs to my room and put it in my duffel bag, next to all the other things in my duffel bag. I lay back on my bed and fall asleep. Again. I wake up to someone stomping up the stairs, I glance towards my right and see my alarm clock showing 7:30am. What?!?! That meant I only had 30 minutes for my escape plan. I start to gather everything into my duffle bag, making sure not to leave anything behind. I started to head towards the stairs careful not to make too much of a noise, I slowly make my way towards the front door when.... BAM!! Straight into Mr Tramp. Oh shit.
No I love this story
1/11/14