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Rob, Alicia, and their parents are mine.
Hey. Im sorry this chappie is really short but the angel of inspiration hit me with minimal force.
It was wonder ful, being a part of the "Pilgrimage for Peace" as one of our leaders called it.
It all started when I was sitting at the breakfast table a couple months ago...
I take a shower, put on new clothes, brush my teeth, ask where my brush went, brush my hair, and sit down to eat the aromatic breakfast set out before me.
My dad, as usual, was reading the paper at the table when suddenly, " Look at this," he laughs, "The...Kids Crusade!" he says in a mocking voice of a ring master, "No, really. Kids from East to West have joined together to march to Washington D.C., blah blah blah blah blah, oh, lookey here, they're trying to stop the Peace Missile from launching."
Now, he bursts out in hysterical laughter shaking from head to foot. But me? I'm thinking, What's wrong with that? I think it's a great idea!
*~~**~~~**~~~**~~~
I'm so annoyed with him that I grab the newspaper, stuff a couple pairs of clothes and embarrassing toiletries in my forest green tote bag and head out the door. My dad's too caught up with laughing that he doesn't notice any of this.
As I walk out of my house I see my neighbor, Rob, with his backpack.
"Hey, Alicia." he says meekly.
"Hey, Rob." I say almost whispering.
"Why are you..." We say at the exact same moment.
Then, I spot today's newspaper crumpled in his hands.
"So you're doing it too?" I say louder than before. I see a huge wave of relief sweep over him like a gust of wind sneaks over the hillside.
"Let's head to the park and see if there's anything we missed."
We're heading to the park when I see, you need permission slips.
/Stupid permission slips I hate this. Our parents think this is crazy, and they are coming today!/
"Umm, Rob?" I ask. He was already crossing the road. Then, out of nowhere, a car going at least 100 mph is zooming, heading straight for Rob.
"Rooooooob!!!!!!!!", I scream, frantic.
I guess he heard me because he started to run. He started to run more than all the records he beat and made in track. I know he's the best in track, but the fastest a human has ever run was 60 mph and this car was at a 100. It surprised me that he made it out ok, but it was by a strand of hair.
When I went to him, he had just sat down, pale with fright. "Wwwhat happened?" Rob more like said than asked, breathless.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"We should go to the police and tell them that there's a dangerous driver on the road." I offered quietly so he wouldn't be scared of my voice.
"NO!" Rob yelled. I stepped back in surprise and tripped over a bicycle which sent all the other bikes falling to the ground. This caused a person getting on their bike to go sprawling across the pavement which sent people tripping over themselves causing utter chaos in the park.
I was voted to be the Class Klutz in the stupid awards last year so it was bound to happen sometime.
"Let's go before someone recognizes us." I whisper in his ear.
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Hey this is Orlandopsycho010,
I'll give you any type of food you want if you review. Please! *Gets on her knees on top of a llama (yama)*PLEASE pretty please with cherries on top. And please tell your friends on FF.net.
SALUT (French)
Hey. Im sorry this chappie is really short but the angel of inspiration hit me with minimal force.
It was wonder ful, being a part of the "Pilgrimage for Peace" as one of our leaders called it.
It all started when I was sitting at the breakfast table a couple months ago...
I take a shower, put on new clothes, brush my teeth, ask where my brush went, brush my hair, and sit down to eat the aromatic breakfast set out before me.
My dad, as usual, was reading the paper at the table when suddenly, " Look at this," he laughs, "The...Kids Crusade!" he says in a mocking voice of a ring master, "No, really. Kids from East to West have joined together to march to Washington D.C., blah blah blah blah blah, oh, lookey here, they're trying to stop the Peace Missile from launching."
Now, he bursts out in hysterical laughter shaking from head to foot. But me? I'm thinking, What's wrong with that? I think it's a great idea!
*~~**~~~**~~~**~~~
I'm so annoyed with him that I grab the newspaper, stuff a couple pairs of clothes and embarrassing toiletries in my forest green tote bag and head out the door. My dad's too caught up with laughing that he doesn't notice any of this.
As I walk out of my house I see my neighbor, Rob, with his backpack.
"Hey, Alicia." he says meekly.
"Hey, Rob." I say almost whispering.
"Why are you..." We say at the exact same moment.
Then, I spot today's newspaper crumpled in his hands.
"So you're doing it too?" I say louder than before. I see a huge wave of relief sweep over him like a gust of wind sneaks over the hillside.
"Let's head to the park and see if there's anything we missed."
We're heading to the park when I see, you need permission slips.
/Stupid permission slips I hate this. Our parents think this is crazy, and they are coming today!/
"Umm, Rob?" I ask. He was already crossing the road. Then, out of nowhere, a car going at least 100 mph is zooming, heading straight for Rob.
"Rooooooob!!!!!!!!", I scream, frantic.
I guess he heard me because he started to run. He started to run more than all the records he beat and made in track. I know he's the best in track, but the fastest a human has ever run was 60 mph and this car was at a 100. It surprised me that he made it out ok, but it was by a strand of hair.
When I went to him, he had just sat down, pale with fright. "Wwwhat happened?" Rob more like said than asked, breathless.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"We should go to the police and tell them that there's a dangerous driver on the road." I offered quietly so he wouldn't be scared of my voice.
"NO!" Rob yelled. I stepped back in surprise and tripped over a bicycle which sent all the other bikes falling to the ground. This caused a person getting on their bike to go sprawling across the pavement which sent people tripping over themselves causing utter chaos in the park.
I was voted to be the Class Klutz in the stupid awards last year so it was bound to happen sometime.
"Let's go before someone recognizes us." I whisper in his ear.
~~~~***~~~~~~~~*************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey this is Orlandopsycho010,
I'll give you any type of food you want if you review. Please! *Gets on her knees on top of a llama (yama)*PLEASE pretty please with cherries on top. And please tell your friends on FF.net.
SALUT (French)