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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Pecking Order
My brother and I have never gotten along, in my youth, he terrorised me, him being the older brother. He made my young life rather miserable.
At the age of 15, him 18, we got into a fight about something or other, only this time I didn't back down, I'd done alot of growing that year and may even have been bigger than him at that time. The fight descended into fisticuffs when something happened, he started to back down, actually he started to try and run from me, so I punched him in the back of the head and he went down hard. I think I knocked him cold.
I panicked and ran, with the idea that when my parents got home they'd kill me so I could never return. Well after I'd calmed down for half an hour or so, I went back to face the music. Nothing happened, my parents seemed blissfully unaware, my brother and I exchanged an odd look and we never spoke of the incident. Our relationship changed that day forever. I'm the big brother now.
( , Tue 15 Aug 2006, 7:11, Reply)
My brother and I have never gotten along, in my youth, he terrorised me, him being the older brother. He made my young life rather miserable.
At the age of 15, him 18, we got into a fight about something or other, only this time I didn't back down, I'd done alot of growing that year and may even have been bigger than him at that time. The fight descended into fisticuffs when something happened, he started to back down, actually he started to try and run from me, so I punched him in the back of the head and he went down hard. I think I knocked him cold.
I panicked and ran, with the idea that when my parents got home they'd kill me so I could never return. Well after I'd calmed down for half an hour or so, I went back to face the music. Nothing happened, my parents seemed blissfully unaware, my brother and I exchanged an odd look and we never spoke of the incident. Our relationship changed that day forever. I'm the big brother now.
( , Tue 15 Aug 2006, 7:11, Reply)
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