Chapter three

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Well, it's like two o'clock. One. More. Hour. I have to stay in my own special little room. Yes, you guessed it, an orphanage. The kids there are either crazy or disabled. I'm not any. Gosh, I have to help tommy today. Tommy is a special kid. He doesn't know how to feed himself. Maybe I can ask julia to help. "Julie!" I said. "Whaaaaaat!!!??" She said. "Can you watch tommy for me?" I said. "Sure." She replied. Excellent! Time to plan my getaway. I climbed out of the first floor window just to get some fresh air. I got 200$ out of my purse i'd stolen from the orphan donation bank. I admit, I was a thief, not a murderer. And anyways, I was an orphan, so I technically didn't steal it. It was for me anyways. I ran. I ran until I couldn't recognize where I was. Then I noticed: the airport.

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