Joe and I were stuck in some kind of basement.After we untied are selves, we checked all the doors and windows.They were all lock, so we decided to check for some clues in the room."There's nothing here.Just a bunch of blueprints and papers." Joe pointed out. I didn't move."Read one of them.Maybe one of them says a name of a road." Joe grabbed the nearest blueprint.He didn't make a sound."Robert...it says Melroy Road...this is Mark's house."
I was not surprised.I mean a dumb jock,no experience in abduction,plus leaving a bunch of papers that have his address! I wasn't going to just sit here and do nothing. I grabbed my pocket knife I used to cut,and put it in my jaw to tear the knot.
Once I was free,I started to look for a way out."ahhhemm!"Joe mumbled."Oh sorry!"I apologized. Joe got up with a little help from me."Man I feel like I drank too much last night!"Joe splurted out.Again...not surprised.
Ok...there has to be some kind of key under some papers or..."Joe interrupted by opening the front door."Or we can do this."I didn't say anything.
We walked down the gloomy hallway. Noticing a foal stench,we found the living room. The floor was a sea of beer cans. I was feeling a sense of similarities. Joe clenched the door handle and pulled it open.
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The Last Straw
Teen FictionA 14 yr old boy named Robert is new at his middle school.He trys to lay low but,people notice him,thinking their is something wrong with him.He makes one friend named Joe.Joe is a popular kid(which places Robert a loser)but,doesn't care what people...
