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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My step-mum's cat.
The best one out of the 3, even though I'm not that fond of cats, ran away.
After a couple of hours of searching we found her with the next door neighbour. So we left the cat to it thinking she would come home soon.
She never did.
Naturally I assumed Lizzy the cat had suffered a bout of amnesia while on her morning prowl and come to, finding herself in an unknown garden and seeking out the nearest human to care for her.
She had no memory of her past, her family or her brother cats and since I can't speak cat I couldn't talk her into coming back.
So Lizzy started her new life next door, no longer responding to her name and treating me as a total stranger.
The next day I found out the real reason she had ran away. There was a giant dead moth left by Lizzy in my cornflakes. She had obviously been off her face on cat-nip one night and done some shameful and unspeakable things with this moth and fearing my retribution, ran away to live in shame forever.
I had the last laugh though, my Dad got a dog and Lizzy died.
( , Tue 15 Aug 2006, 9:04, Reply)
The best one out of the 3, even though I'm not that fond of cats, ran away.
After a couple of hours of searching we found her with the next door neighbour. So we left the cat to it thinking she would come home soon.
She never did.
Naturally I assumed Lizzy the cat had suffered a bout of amnesia while on her morning prowl and come to, finding herself in an unknown garden and seeking out the nearest human to care for her.
She had no memory of her past, her family or her brother cats and since I can't speak cat I couldn't talk her into coming back.
So Lizzy started her new life next door, no longer responding to her name and treating me as a total stranger.
The next day I found out the real reason she had ran away. There was a giant dead moth left by Lizzy in my cornflakes. She had obviously been off her face on cat-nip one night and done some shameful and unspeakable things with this moth and fearing my retribution, ran away to live in shame forever.
I had the last laugh though, my Dad got a dog and Lizzy died.
( , Tue 15 Aug 2006, 9:04, Reply)
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