Chapter 1: This is a Robbery!A Chapter by LexstasySometimes you just need to get away. You know? Just up and leave. Tonight was one of those nights, and that’s exactly what I did. I need to not be home right now. I don't know where I'm going. So long as it's not here I don't really care. My feet start walking. My head is swirling with so many thoughts I don't even think about where I'm headed. Ever since seventh grade I've been good at that. It's like auto pilot. I block out the world around me and just move.
Where I live there's not many places to go. We have a little grass dip on the corner of the street, like the opposite of a knoll. Every time it rains it fills up with water. People tend to call that the "Park" but there's really not much to it. There's also a strip just past the freeway. It's about a fifteen minute walk. They've got a movie theater and some shops, but that also means there's people and I'm not in the mood for those right now.
One place I used to go to often was Wendy's. It's about halfway between my house and the strip. My best friend Sam and I would go there at night when we went on walks. Sam would turn to the cashier holding his hands up like they were a gun. "This is a robbery!" He'd say "Now give me two water cups." The people that worked there were always nice. They'd just laugh and hand over the wanted loot. I'd hang back and smile at how much of a dumbass my best friend was. He'd hand me my cup and we'd go get a drink. Most of the time we got soda instead of water. I mean no one really gave a f**k, it was Wendy's after all. Those we're awesome times. But tonight I'm alone. © 2012 LexstasyAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 6, 2010 Last Updated on August 22, 2012 Previous Versions AuthorLexstasyAZAboutI'm Lex. I don't write much, but I love reading the creativity that flows from others! :) more..Writing
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