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Ordinary People Danny Running, heart pounding, I knew I had to get away. Trees scrape my face, tear at my neck as I crash through the creeping bushes.
Chapter Two I remembered where the light switch was and found it imediatly but it did no good.
When I was young, my family used to visit my cousin’s house quite regularly.
I was stuck. The metal mesh above the fireplace was stopping my miraculous escape for the now burning house that used to be my own. I panicked. Smoke was filling up my lungs.
While he was in kindergarten, everybody wanted to play the Tom-toms when it came time for that. You had to run in order to get there first, and he would not. So he always had a triangle.
My grandfather had a large farm. I would eat unhealthy amounts of fruit from the cold mornings thru the hot summer days. He opened a fruit stand and one day asked me to watch it for a minute.