Part 2 -Getting Out

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In this attic ,I find lots of intresting things that really fascinates me like a real old book filled with stories,an old treasure chest and in it were filled with costumes ,glasses and many other things I never knew that these things existed in the attic .

All my discovering of these old things ended when a shout of evilness echoed ,oh gosh,I forgot to ....deliver the bread list to the bakery .

"Elva you brat ,where's my ginger bread and gardenias ?? It's already my tea time and I don't even have my breads , sweep the house and wash the steps with the cloth brush or else u won't have supper and have to spend the nights with the beggers you dumpless burden ."

"But I've not done anything wrong I'm sorry I forgot your bread "

"FORGOT MY BREAD !!!!!!!!! I hate you "

I immediately did my grounded chores and fling myself on bed ,oh how I wish I had a mother and my father ,tears trickling and I practically wetted my pillow .Those three words she yelled at me oh it made me break down i couldn't live in this house any longer I know it even if I had no where to go I was determined to at least find a shade place to just be there without her yelling at me all the time ,tears rolling down my cheeks reminding me of the most unhappy life I'm having .

As these thoughts of miserableness rush in my mind the plan of running away grew stronger until....

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