GOODD NEWS!!!

Miss Writer Sahar let us peak into her upcoming story!! YAY!!

so here's an excerpt:

One day, I decided to teach my family a lesson they would never forget, and I decided to run away. I knew it would be a very hard thing to do, because I barely even had an idea of where to go, so I decided to ask two of my best friends to go with me, and they gladly accepted, because Asi, loved to run away, and Sammy liked adventure.

I waited until it was the right time, and then Asi began packing my bags, but all the while, she kept saying,” Aye, young’un, you mustn’t be taking so much,” and Sammy kept saying, ”Ar, young’un. Put some more.” I was so angry with my family that I kept packing more and more, because I wanted to run away and never come back.

We decided to leave in the middle of the night so no one would know we even left. We tiptoed in the hall and took a peek in Missus’s room. We had to make sure she was asleep. After a long time figuring out whether Missus’s was asleep or not we decide she was. You see, Missus talks during her sleep. And she talks really loudly too.
I could hear her saying: “Oh, Manoeesha! Where are you? Manoeesha, Where are you? Manoeesha, come back to me please.”

She always talked about some person called Manoeesha during her sleep. I wondered who this Manoeesha was, as no one in my family had a name close to that. But now wasn’t the time to be curious. I had an important mission to accomplish!

Well anyways, Asi, Sammy and I left satisfied and set out for Mount Chocks, the perfect place to run away. Nobody, and I mean nobody, could ever find a runaway there. There was one problem with going there though, Mount Chocks was about 3,000 miles away, and it would take 1,000 days to get there and I didn’t really feel like running away to there, but Sammy said that it would be the best place for adventure, and excitement, so we set out for it.

After three days of being runaways, tired, dirty, and terribly hungry, we stopped to rest, in a beautiful garden, filled with roses, tulips, daisies, some crack snappers, and tons of other things I couldn’t name. Asi was dead tired, and she didn’t take even one look at anything. She just collapsed down on a bed of petunias, and began to laugh hysterically, and puked right on a dead tree stump. She lay there, not moving at all, while Sammy and I made a wilderness stew, made out of beanbags, chocolate, and some delicious jackhammers.