Another Place, Another Time
Chapter 3 Part 2
Luckil there was a huge dumpster in there. 'JUMP IN
IT.', my conscious yelled. 'Hell no!' Instead I did
what a civilized person would do and climbed under the dumpster.
'He'll never find me. It's so dark in here, I can't
even see my hands. Wait, what was that?' I saw black eyes
stared at me. 'OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH! OH-' I heard
footsteps getting close. 'A few more seconds....' The
footsteps grew faint after it had stopped right where my hand was.
I scrambled out from under the dumpster. I attempted to shake off
all the filth, bumping into the wall behind me. Then I blacked
out.
Boy's POV
I poured the medicine down her throat quickly, and carried her back
home. A few people stopped and stared. "Ce
qui vous pesent you;
jeune homme faisant
re?" (Translation: What do you think you're doing young
man?) An elderly woman tapped me on the shoulder. "Ma sour
est tombee endormi..."
(Translation: My sister fell asleep....) "Ha!" She gave
me a sour look, walked away. But I knew she was still watching. I
hurried, I couldn't risk it.
Message to Readers:
Next part is where all the action begins! Sorry I haven't
uploaded in a while, school is hectic. I'll tried to upload
again soon, no promises. Thanks for reading!