Hamilton's POV
Ugh. This is it. They said I would be able to leave two days ago! Why am I still here? They said this was nothing serious! I'm gonna hafta escape now. It's the right thing to do. I mean, you can't just keep a 16 year old boi trapped in a room for 3 days, right? Whatever, I need a plan to get out of here. My legs are probably jello right now, because I haven't used them in days, but I'm sure they'll cooperate so I can escape. Now, unlike my other times escaping, I have a guard to watch out for. Laf has a pretty keen eye, so I'll have to escape on the opposite side of the room, with a distraction. Luckily, I snagged a pinecone that I can throw across the room to cause distraction. Maybe Laf will let me stretch my legs! That could help strengthen my leg, and help in my plan for escape! Great! I think I'll escape tommorow. Or, they'll let me out tomorrow. Either way, I'm leaving tomorrow. And nothing will stop me. Not Mr. Washington, Laf, sickness, or anything. This will be my best escape yet. Oh YEET.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
