I was at a sleepover, and I stayed up really late because that's what you do at sleepovers. Right? I stayed up really late and eventually fell sleep. I feel like I've been sleeping for only an hour when I hear, "Hey, wake up, you have to leave at 11." and I'm just like, 11. 11? 11?! What time did this clown wake me up at?! ( sorry if you're reading this ~_~) needless to say I was confused on where I was, cause I was very tired. I was a little scared. When scared, I'm like cornered animal I feel like I have to fight my way out. So I threw a punch, I missed. Bruh. I throw another punch. Grazed. Then I muster up all my energy and I throw my last punch, landing it in mid thigh. *sigh* it was the weakest punch, ever. I'm pretty sure if I was actually kidnapped I'd probably be dead by now.
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~Ayeeeeeeee, so this is my first story, YAY! Let me know if there's some spelling errors cause I can't even English. And please make sure to go and check out my friends book, it's called 'Take Me There' by Morgan. You can probably find her in my followed list. So yeah, bye for now! 😁😁😁😁
