Short Story
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Short Story It's final. Completely planned. I'm going to Sarah's, Sarah is at Amy's, Amy is at Jenna's and Jenna is at mine. We'll never get caught, never. We are going out, not just out, I mean out, tonight. And, as far as my mum is concerned, I'm at a cosy little sleepover with my friends at Sarah's house. She knows her parents, so they'll be no questions. I walk out of the door. 'Bye Mum,' I say, very innocently. 'Bye love, have a great time.' The door shuts. 'I sure will mum,' I whisper quietly under my breath. I check my watch, 7:00, exactly on time. As I walk down the path, I turn to wave to my little sister who is at the window. She isn't feeling very well at the moment, she has one of those stomach-aches that little kids get all the time. She had just started throwing up as I left though; thank God I'm out...


