Running away
Two friends ran away from boarding school. They didn't get too far though - they forgot to check when the last train ran. A teacher found them sitting waiting and drove them back again.
That said, it's not just a thing kids do - the urge to just run is built into all of us. Tell us about the times you've given in and run.
( , Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:03)
Two friends ran away from boarding school. They didn't get too far though - they forgot to check when the last train ran. A teacher found them sitting waiting and drove them back again.
That said, it's not just a thing kids do - the urge to just run is built into all of us. Tell us about the times you've given in and run.
( , Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:03)
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Back when a friend and I were about 5, we discovered that my big sister had left a blank tape in my room near my tape player. Being comic genius's/geniei, we spent a good few minutes recording ourselves saying 'poo,' 'bum,' 'willy' and the like, then playing it back. I don't even think we strung an entire sentence of rude together the entire time.
All was well, until a few months later my sister asked for her tape back. I returned it, then promptly ran away from home, scared to death. I was gone for a good 2 hours, hiding in the woods, shitting myself with fear, and plotting the next step in my new life as a feral child. Turns out there is little to eat in the woods, so I eventually had to go home. No-one had noticed my absence or misdeed, phew. I then spent a good year fearing the inevitable wrath that would unfold upon the release of our swears onto purer ears.
Questioned the sister about this some time last year (we're in our 20's,) and she never even heard them. Ever. Gutted.
( , Sat 12 Aug 2006, 17:40, Reply)
Back when a friend and I were about 5, we discovered that my big sister had left a blank tape in my room near my tape player. Being comic genius's/geniei, we spent a good few minutes recording ourselves saying 'poo,' 'bum,' 'willy' and the like, then playing it back. I don't even think we strung an entire sentence of rude together the entire time.
All was well, until a few months later my sister asked for her tape back. I returned it, then promptly ran away from home, scared to death. I was gone for a good 2 hours, hiding in the woods, shitting myself with fear, and plotting the next step in my new life as a feral child. Turns out there is little to eat in the woods, so I eventually had to go home. No-one had noticed my absence or misdeed, phew. I then spent a good year fearing the inevitable wrath that would unfold upon the release of our swears onto purer ears.
Questioned the sister about this some time last year (we're in our 20's,) and she never even heard them. Ever. Gutted.
( , Sat 12 Aug 2006, 17:40, Reply)
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