Patricia's POV

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I set Nina's house on fire.

I have to tell her.

But she will hate me.

Everyone will hate me.

But I have to tell them.

"Nina, I set the house on fire, but it was an accident, I swear, I didn't mean to I was just trying to break your computer," I told Nina.

She gasped.

"Patricia, how could you?" Mara shouted.

"I didn't mean to," I shouted.

"Why did you want to break her laptop, just because your family hates you doesn't mean you can be so horrid!" Joy shouted.

What?

I almost cried.

ALMOST!

"I am sorry," I whispered.

"Sorry does not make this okay, someone could have got hurt, why did you want to break my laptop?" Nina sobbed.

"Because you broke your promise, I was angry!" I argued.

"Next time I am angry, I will set your house on fire then, see how you feel!" Fabian snapped.

I pulled out my debit card.

"The pins my birthday, you can replace everything that's broken," I snapped, handing it to Nina.

I ran away, I didn't know were I was going but I have an idea.

I will go to the beach, find a boat and sail far away.

There must be a island near here.

I found the beach and ran towards the ocean.

There was a small rowing boat with an old man in it.

"Hello, do you want to hire this boat?" he asked.

"Yes please," I sobbed.

"20 pounds per hour," he smiled.

I gave him 60 pounds, I have no money left now but who cares.

I jumped into the boat and tried rowing it.

I could barely row it.

The waves crashed towards it but I kept rowing.

Quite soon I was about 100 metres away from the beach.

I kept rowing.

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Joy's POV

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I called Patricia but she didn't answer her phone.

"Where do you think she has gone?" I asked worriedly.

She ran away 20 minutes ago.

The fireman put the fire out and the only badly damaged place was Nina's bathroom.

"Who cares, she is probably only trying to get sympathy and attention," Fabian spat.

"I have a bad feeling about this," I half sobbed.

"She is probably on the beach or something," Alfie said angrily.

"I am going to look for her," I announced.

"I will come too," Eddie frowned.

"Me too," Jerome piped in.

When we arrived at the beach Patricia was nowhere to be seen.

"Guys, is that Patricia's purse," Jerome whispered.

Her purse was lying half buried in the sand, about a metre away from the ocean.

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DON'T WORRY, SHE WON'T DIE OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. THANKS FOR READING. I HOPE YOU LIKED IT! PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME THINGS TO IMPROVE ON AND THINGS YOU LIKED!