Topic: a boy and his dog attempting to run away from home
As Johnny and Dexter ran down tree lined avenue, life finally seemed exiting. At eight years old, Johnny was fed up with his parents; they were always trying to get him to eat foods he didn’t like, do homework when he didn’t want to and they never let him play with Dexter enough. Johnny decided that the best option would be to stage a prison break with only some clothes, a Gameboy and his Black Labrador Retriever Dexter.
The prison break was expertly timed; Johnny had decided that a daylight escape at 5:00 on a calm summer day- while his mother was preoccupied preparing dinner- would be perfect. After synchronizing his Spongebob watch with the watch he put on Dexter’s collar, Johnny set off out the front door and began running down the street. He was finally free and Johnny felt amazing as Dexter ran alongside, his ears flopping in the breeze, a smile on his face. Johnny had already decided that the best place to stay would under the bridge at the school playground; nobody would see him there, he had used the spot to win hide-and-seek so many times!
When Johnny and Dexter arrived at the playground the sun was beginning to set, bathing the scenery in beautiful shades of golden red. The still-gleeful pair ducked under the playground bridge, it was covered on all sides by a thin but hard plastic sheet with different shapes poked out of it in random positions. Once inside Johnny and Dexter were mostly blocked from the sun, Johnny watched it set through a star shaped cutout. As night fell, it grew slightly colder and Dexter began to stamp his feet nervously with fear, he began to whimper. Johnny grabbed hold of Dexter around his neck and hugged him close; they both sat down and nestled together for warmth: Johnny thought of his family. He thought of his mother and father, he thought of eating home-cooked meals with them, he thought of his sister and the games they always played. Suddenly Johnny regretted his decision to run away; he missed his family!
Johnny quickly bolted upright under the bridge and Dexter sat up at attention next to him. “Come on Dex” Johnny said, smiling “lets go home!” Their run back home was almost as jubilant as their run away; Johnny would never run away from home again.
Friday, October 21, 2011
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