It all started with stories. Before mum died, Dad always used to read me stories of adventure and bravery. He told me they were two most important things I should understand, as well as love and family. But now that mums gone, he stopped doing that. in fact, hes stopped doing everything. he just flops on the sofa and gos to the pub, and I have to read my own stories. I love the idea of adventure, but unfortunately, they never seem to happen to me. the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me was going camping in wales. In my books, the adventures just pop up for the characters with out them even trying.
I lay in bed and sigh. I hear the grandfather clock in the hallway strike midnight. dad is still not home. this is pretty normal when dad goes to the pub, which has become every night routine nowadays, despite the fact we have barely any money, and dad just spends it on beer and betting.
I seek adventure. not normal adventure, like going to the park and getting lost in the woods or something, but real adventure, like the famous five novels. and I have been planning one for weeks now. Me and my little sister, Kat, whose 5, are running away. tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
Endless roads
AdventureEvie seeks adventure and escape from her uncaring, incapable dad. her and her little sister run away from home. What awaits them, and how will they survive all alone, walking along endless roads?
