Chapter 7: The Plan.

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11 rolls around. I slowly got up to check if everyone was asleep. Connor wasn't. Perfect. I slowly opened the door the Connors room, he was on his phone. "Connor, can I talk to you?" "Sure. Hit me with it." "I have a plan to get out of here." He smiled. "Go on! Tell me!" "Pack up tomorrow morning, they'll be gone for a while, atleast at lunch time. So pack up and leave, while they're gone." "Perfect." He said. "I have around $5,000 from money I have saved. And you?" "About...$3,000." "Thats perfect. Now go get some sleep, and we'll pack and leave tomorrow." "Okay, but where will we go?" "Leave that to me, now get some rest dear." He smiled. "Night Connor." I say and shut the door, walking into my room, laying down to sleep.

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