The runaway

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I didn't tell anyone anything, except for my best friend who I called Butterfinger, and she called me Kitkat. She said that theres no way Im going by myself, that she was older so she ahd to come wih me.

"Guess who!" yelled Butterfinger, as I tryed to sneak out my window,"You didn't think I just going to let you jump out your window did you?" sh yelled as she pulled out a huge trampolen that would catch me when I fell.

I jumped of my roof, and for a momment I felt relief, as a rush of cool air came hertaling at my face.

When my feet reach the ground I feel butterfinger 's hands rubbing againest my back trying to give the affect of a spider crawling up my back, and then she grabs my neck, this makes me fall to the floor in spazes, as if I was having multiple segers.

I can't believe Im out! I'm outside of my house, and parent free, until I find my "birth parents."

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