Saturday, December 29, 2012


...After that I ran into my room and grabbed my jacket and tennis-shoes. I slipped them on as fast as I could and ran out the front door. I climbed in my sceaba and reached out to close my sceaba door, but first I heard a different door slam in the house. Oh no, I thought, sucking in my breath. Mom is coming already. I slammed my door and then slid the keys in the ignition and turned them. The engine responded right away and I geared it into fast mode. I drove around Mom’s sceaba and out into the street. 
I glanced at the review mirror to see where Mom was, and finally noticed a shadowy figure standing at the window. I had to take my attention away from the mirror, though, to avoid crashing into a tree.


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