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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Rebecca alert
So when I was small there was this little freak living on my road, one minute she'd be the nicest little cherub and share all her toys with you and the next second she'd be hitting you round the face with her ballerina fucking barbie or some equally hard and pointy little plastic piece of shit. There were ten houses on the row and a building site at the bottom where they were due to add onto the estate. She wasn't allowed past the bottom house on the row and so when she came out we (the 20 or so kids living on the row) used to run away down to play on the building site (in those days a perfectly safe place for children), just out of her reach screaming "Rebecca alert, Rebecca alert!".
On reflection we were horrible little shits really but she really was very weird. She moved when we were like eleven, I hear she's some weird goth now and is engaged to someone like twice her age and keeps telling people they're going to commit suicide together.
I feel mildly responsible...
( , Sun 13 Aug 2006, 14:14, Reply)
So when I was small there was this little freak living on my road, one minute she'd be the nicest little cherub and share all her toys with you and the next second she'd be hitting you round the face with her ballerina fucking barbie or some equally hard and pointy little plastic piece of shit. There were ten houses on the row and a building site at the bottom where they were due to add onto the estate. She wasn't allowed past the bottom house on the row and so when she came out we (the 20 or so kids living on the row) used to run away down to play on the building site (in those days a perfectly safe place for children), just out of her reach screaming "Rebecca alert, Rebecca alert!".
On reflection we were horrible little shits really but she really was very weird. She moved when we were like eleven, I hear she's some weird goth now and is engaged to someone like twice her age and keeps telling people they're going to commit suicide together.
I feel mildly responsible...
( , Sun 13 Aug 2006, 14:14, Reply)
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