Emily's pov
"Mommy?"
"Hey sweety, what's wrong?" Mommy says as she sets the table for dinner.
"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that I'm running away from home."
"Oh, well how long will you be gone?"
"Forever! I'm going to go live with Lucy at the playground!"
"Okay, but be back before sun down, and don't talk to any strangers."
Ugh! Mommy thinks I'm joking. Maybe Daddy will believe me.
~up stairs~
"Daddy!"
"Hold on sweetie, I'm editing. Can it wait?"
"No!"
"Woah there, calm down. We have to use our inside voices, remember?"
"I don't care! I'm running away, and you can't stop me!"
"Why do you want to run away?"
"Because!"
...
He's looking at me. I think he believes me.
"Okay, I'll see you later then. But remember to be careful while you cross the street, and stay within a reasonable distance from the house."
Ugh!!! I thought he was smart!! I hate my family!! I hate this house!!
~at the playground, 30 minutes later~
I'm tired. I'm going home now.
YOU ARE READING
A Family of Three (Amyplier)
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my earlier book, "oops." so if you haven't already read that, go read it, cuz this story won't make much sense otherwise. this book will start with Emily as a baby, and my creativity will take it from there.
