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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a slipper thing
When i was eight years old, i remember my mum and brother arguing with me over something i hadn't done, it became clear to me then i was on a lost cause, not only had the whole world turned against me, but clearly my brother was mummy's favourite and she didn't love me anymore. I decided to run upstairs, get a few clothes together, emptied my piggybank and ran downstairs shouting, "I'm running away, and never coming back!!!" to which my mum and brother shouted, "Good!" I walked down the garden path carefully planing my journey. It was about half an hour into the escape that it started pouring with rain. It was then the realisation hit me as the purple slippers i was wearing, were soaking up the puddles in the street. Embarassment took a hold, as i quickly walked back home...............
( , Wed 16 Aug 2006, 20:07, Reply)
When i was eight years old, i remember my mum and brother arguing with me over something i hadn't done, it became clear to me then i was on a lost cause, not only had the whole world turned against me, but clearly my brother was mummy's favourite and she didn't love me anymore. I decided to run upstairs, get a few clothes together, emptied my piggybank and ran downstairs shouting, "I'm running away, and never coming back!!!" to which my mum and brother shouted, "Good!" I walked down the garden path carefully planing my journey. It was about half an hour into the escape that it started pouring with rain. It was then the realisation hit me as the purple slippers i was wearing, were soaking up the puddles in the street. Embarassment took a hold, as i quickly walked back home...............
( , Wed 16 Aug 2006, 20:07, Reply)
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