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By chocolate_puddle_duck
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12 July 2006 |
Janice sat up on her bed, it was 3:00 in the morning and this was her chance, the house was quiet except for an occasional clawing sound from down stairs from the cat scratching its cat flap to go in and out, and then the clicking sound of it swaying forwards, backwards, forwards, backwards. Other than that, it was silent. She got the bag she had packed the day before from under her bed and put it on her back, tip-toed to the end of the landing and slowly made her way down the stairs. Without making a noise Janice then slipped her shoes on and opened the door with hardly a squeak form the hinges. Janice… was free!
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