And here I present, verbatim, a story by an author unknown, found stuffed in a random YA novel:
I hurry and stuff my clothes in my bag - my makeup - my phone - and my wod of money. I quietly open my window - I kick the screen down off with my foot - I throw the bag down - it hits the floor - I hurry and close the window behind me - I slide down the roof - trying no to make to much noise. At the bottom (edge) of the roof - I carefully place my feet on the top of the car. I jump of the car on to the floor. I grab my bag and book it down the street - running strait to "Caseys" - my boyfriends house. I hear someone calling my name - my dad... I hear it over my heavy breathing. If I get caught... my dad will hurt me again. I start running faster and faster - my breathing is shaky - I'm not going back.
About 15 minutes of running - turning- and climbing, I reach "Caseys house. Its a good think I practice running or I would'nt've made it 15 minutes - [illegible] for a normal run.
I throw a rock at his window. I see the light turn on. I start walking around as I wait for him. I see the window open - and a bag fly out - then I see a rope fall. I see him slide down - grad the bag - then my hand and starts to run - its a good thing he does football or we wouldn't make it.
I hear syrins - cops - I start runing faster.
We run to "Joeys" house - I throw a rock - I see her book it out of the houses front door with a bag in hand.
We ran to "Jays" - he's waiting in a car at the church 3 miles from my house. We hurry - put our bags in - then hurry in. "Joey" sits in the back next to Jay, and I sit in the front with Casey.
One more stop - then to Vegas.
We drive for 5 minutes - turn - and stop at "Taylors" house - him and his boyfriend are waiting at the sidewalk. They sit in the trunk - very back of the car. We start to drive on the freeway.
"You think we can make it?!" Jay yells over the roar of the car.
"Hell yeah!" I say yelling back - then turning on the radio full blast.
"Octavia! We;ve got company!" Casey yells at me - turning the radio off. - cops -
I look back and say "nows the time to use your smarts Joey! and Jay! make this car go faster!" I say as I shape-
And there you have it. a cliffhanger that will never be resolved! The drama! Where will they end up? What awkward punctuation will we see next? WHO'S DRIVING THE CAR?
We'll never know, but I hope that the author reaches heights untold in their writing career.
Thank you and good night.
