Monday, February 16, 2015

Running Away

I was thinking about when I ran away as a kid. I didn't get very far - ultimately I didn't know where to go but I also missed my brother and sister. Here's a short story about running away.

Running Away 

By Becca Brown

I plan to run away today
My bags are packed, I'm ready.
I can no longer live at home
With little brother Freddie!

He takes my toys and whines a lot,
He tattles on me proudly.
He sits too close he crowds my space,
He chews his food so loudly!

He broke into my room again.
He steals my mom's attention.
He always gives me wet willies.
He stares in my direction!

I walk outside to go but then
I hear my brother Freddie.
He calls my name, he chases me.
His bags are packed, he's ready.

I have responsibilities,
I am his older brother.
It's best for us to stay at home,
And watch out for each other.

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