Albie was running. Like really fast. "Lynn!" He screamed my name a few times.
"C'mon, Let's go!!"
His voice echoed through the streets.
He had a bag, and he was running with his babysitter.
He told me to start running to, so I did.
The babysitter had the bike, and Albie got on.
What are they doing? I thought.
I ran even faster, but I felt Albie grab my shirt, and pull me on the bike.
"What's happening?" I looked at Albie's face.
He had that expression:
Scared.
"Albie, tell me..what's w-wrong?" I said tugging on his shirt. "I- saw.... I- saw a guy...he was banging on the window..And he had a gun." The babysitter began to peddle faster. "Who would want to kill you, Albie?"
"I don't know."
Albie gave direction to my house.
When we got there, I slammed the door open. "Leave the bike in the garage, if you don't wanna go outside, go through the back.
My parents just stared at me like I just beamed from Mars. But Minnie breaks the silence.
She says, "Where have you been? Mom called the police, but I told her, you probably went to Albie's house." she said this really mad, so I'm guessing I got her in trouble too.
"What's he doing here?" Dad hisses. "Can we not do this right now?" I insisted.
"Mom, can Albie take a shower?" She just nodded. Minnie just glared.
"I owe you big time." I mouthed. When the babysitter came back he closed the door. "I think we lost them." He says. "Lost who?" Mom says. Now she's really interested. "Some guys with guns."
Dad looks up, then at mom. "You guys can stay the night."
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Roman d'amourLynn suffers from Tourette's Syndrome. It's a type of disease that makes a nervous system have like a disorder involving repetitive movements or unwanted sounds. He's been trying to fit in since he started school. His life has been an endless rolle...
