Home Alone?

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He was nearly finished brushing his teeth. I peeked my head out of the wardrobe door where I have lived all my life , I waited to hear the door click shut. *click*. He was gone.
Slowly I opened the door and headed for the kitchen. After he left I would always have my breakfast. It was a hard life living in someone else's house. I had to sneak around all day while they're at work and I was always at risk of being seen. I live off someone else's career , I live off there food there money and the shelter they provide.

It was a grand life until one day he came home sick and I was out on his couch watching Strictly Come Dancing. I heard him open the door I turned off the TV and ran into my cupboard while he stumbled into the living room. I watched from the crack in the door, scared. This has never happened before! My heart was beating against my chest. What happens if he found out, where would I go? He sat down and began to read the evening newspaper.

He was sick for a couple of days now and I haven't been able to leave the cupboard. I usually sleep during the day but when he is around I can't have my breakfast lunch or dinner and I am starving. I can feel myself getting thinner and weaker I finally decided to take a chance.

While he was having his mid day nap, I creaked open the door and tiptoed over to the fridge. As I opened it a milk carton was placed precariously and fell onto the floor. Crash! The sound was deafening. He woke, jerking from his slumber. I panicked, quickly I dove under the table. I think he realised something was wrong.

From that day on I was a much more wary. He set up security cameras around the house and when he slept he was recording everything that was going on. My life is in danger. I've been found out. I decided to run, I didn't care if he saw me and I didn't care if he reported me to the police. All I wanted was to be safe and loved. When he was sleeping I dashed out of my closet I had lived in for all of my 12 years on earth and open the door of the apartment block. Where the cold air hit me in the face.

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