A puppy!

I don't know if Aubrey stopped posting but this is too big to wait!!!!!!!.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................



AUBREY GOT A PUPPY FOR HER BIRTHDAY!!! IT'S A CHOCOLATE LAB AND SOOOO ADORABLE!!!!! Forgot what his name is but he's adorabley cute!! And anyway, nothin is going on with me except it's kelly's cousin, hannah's, birthday or WAS her birthday. dangit. forgot to wish her a happy birthday!!!!! o....wel......

Sorry peeps, gotta leave and go ta schoo-al. lol. buh-bye and latarz! *peaces*

~Jan

Truth At Midnight continued....

As they drove away, Bethany was gathering her courage to ask what had happened back there. She choked on her words as she said, "Daddy, why are we going to Seattle's airport instead of Chicago's? And Grandma isn't dead, is she? And-" he father cut her off. "Listen sweetheart, I don't want to scare you, and if you are scared-" now she cut him off. "I am scared!" He sighed. "I knew you would be. Let's pull over and talk about it, okay?" he said. They drove into a McDonalds parking lot and went through the drive through. After, they praked and he explained. "Bethany sweetie, someone is after me," he said. She gasped. "What? Daddy why? You didn't do anything wrong!" she said. "Well, no, not recently. But a long time ago. I did something very bad that I cannot speak of, and that I bitterly regret. I am sorry that it is effecting us all. Honey I can't let the police know we are running from someone, because they will ask questions, and that will lead to the terrible thing I did, and we can't have that. I'm sorry all of this is happening," he finished. "Why are we going to the Seattle airport instead of Chicago?" she asked. "Because, Seattle is a small airport, and they don't always keep records on who flies where. But in Chicago, it is so big that they have a lot of security, and well, it would be obvious we are running. They also keep a record of every single person on every single flight that leaves their airport. Anyone who wanted to could find out where we went," he said. "And it is also very obvious, if we travel a while, we might have a better chance." There was silence. This was disturbing. "Dad, will you ever tell me what you did wrong?" He sighed. "Maybe sweetheart, but it is very, very bad, and could cost me my life."

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Bethany was scared. What ever they were running from, she was going to find out. But her parents lied. "Where are you going? Why are you leaving?" asked the tall police officer. Her father looked as though he was telling the truth, and he wanted to believe it, she knew. "On vacation, to the airport in..ah...Seattle," he said drousily. Seattle! What? They were in Chicago! Why go so far? There was an airport right here! "Hmm, really," said the short stubby police officer, looking at their luggage he said, "How long you staying? Who ya visiting?" he asked. Her father's eyes turned worried. "My ah...mother died last night..we are getting away for a while, it's too sad back home," again he lied. Grandma was fine. What was going on here? The officers nodded."Carry on" the tall one said. "But pay!" they got back in the car, paid their toll, and her father slammed the gas peddle as the zoomed off.

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Truth at Midnight

Bethany looked out the window of the car, hopinf for a miracle. Anything to keep them from moving on. It was dark, misty, and worst of all, foggy. If someone was in orange, two paces ahead of them, they wouldn't have had a clue. It was dangerous, but her parents were in a rush. "Can't we wait till tomorrow?" Bethany had pleaded her parents. They were leaving. Not moving. All of their stuff was still at home. Something was wrong with this picture, and she had no idea. "Ugh mom," she said. "What honey?" was the tired response. "Are we almost there?" she groaned. "No" and then there was silence. She tried to fall back asleep, dream of home. Mister Myers, the miniature poodle, was still at home. She missed him. Was he going to die? No, we'll be back soon, and he can get food and water easily, mom left the bag down so he can get it, two bags. Does that mean we'll be gone longer? she wondered. Water, he had two dishes full, and the container attatched to the dishes were full. Also he knew how to turn on the hose. He would be fine. Then she gasped. "Mommy!" she yelped. Her father jumped. "What is it?" he asked nervously. "Mister Myers will eat Puffy my bird!" she cried. Her parents sighed. "He is at the doctor's, your mom brough him there yesterday." Yesterday. It was horrible. Her parents told her to pack, everything she could fit in two suitcases and a duffle bag. Anything she needed. She asked why. No answer. They left at midnight. Why were they running? And, what from? Then the car lurched. They were at a toll booth. All cars were stopped in a line. The police came over and checked the car then said, "Please step out of the vechicle," they obeyed. Bethany noticed, they had the cuffs ready.

Part of a story! Written entirely by ME!
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