School Escape A Short Story

Monday-The Plan

I crawled out of bed and into the darkness of the hallway. I looked around me and progressed through the hallway. I slowly descended down the steps. From the stairs I could just barely see the dining room. I slid under the dining room table and heard someone's footsteps come from the direction of the kitchen. I slowly peeked out and saw a dark figure. I figured it would be someone like a fugitive. I swiftly dashed into the hallway that lead to my room. I grabbed the closest "weapon" I could use to fight off the dark figure. I had grabbed a tennis ball rifle.
I had positioned myself under the dining room table again. The figure was standing still and I heard more footsteps. Maybe the criminal had a partner or even a team. I slowly aimed at it. Not a sound came from it when I shot at it and then a flash of light shined at me.
"What are you doing up at this hour? Go back to bed. Tomorrow is a school day you know." my mom said in her "you're in trouble voice".
"Okay, but I'm hungry." I whined as I pointed to the food closet and fridge.
The dark figure turned out to be a huge pile of stuff we were going to sell. As we ate, our plan was forming, but not any plan. A plan to break out of school. The next morning I woke up early enough to plan my operation in my room for a good 20 minutes before I had to eat breakfast and go to school. I rode my bike all the way down the road to school and told my friends about my plan. They were like me. People who want to stay home. They were all in and we formed our plan at recess. Our escape would be Wednesday.