Flee in your nightgown
From Create Your Own Story
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Current revision as of 04:35, 25 March 2016
As you hear the thugs trudge up the stairs, while your landlord complains to your neighbours that he bit into one of your "nuggets" to see if it was real, your heart begins to pound and your chest tightens with panic. All your worldly possessions are in your room, but you can't possibly make it out of there with your things past a gang of 300-pound Neanderthals. Despite the cold, a sheen of sweat builds on your forehead.
You're a bright girl, but you've always had a little trouble getting your thoughts together first thing in the morning. You loathe mornings. In your desperation the only option you can see is to make a run for it and come back later when your landlord is gone. In the meantime, you'll just have to pray that they don't wreck or take away all your stuff.
Quickly, you clamber over the stone wall behind your home and drop into an alleyway. You steal away as silently as possible.
Now shivering in the morning mist, you clutch your ragged nightgown protectively around your body. Barefoot, you decide to make for:
