Hi, Scratch! Do you want to become a Curator of Book Club? If so, the details are on the slides. Click to proceed. Any questions? Feel free to comment! Story is below! Sorry its so long ;-;
It all started when I was 10. heard a noise at the window, so opened the curtains. Nobody there... I suddenly felt a draft, and saw the other window was open. My heart stopped, as I felt my shoulders being grabbed and pulled back. As I fell back, I saw the burglar. He was a short, skinny man, and had dark, brown eyes. He was wearing all black, with a hood. All I remember was falling, and not being able to see him, then hearing a scream from my parents room. I knew exactly what happened, and as I realised, I was paralysed. I heard a voice, "Dont be scared, I'm not going to kill you. You can be my little maid- Or, should I say, SERVANT?" He said, sniggering. I was his servant for years, which lead up to now. I'm fifteen, five years of being his servant. His name is Scythe- Well, that's what I have to call him. I've been sleeping in the dirty basement of his house, for 5 years. But, one day, was going to change my life. I saw a shine in Scythe's pocket, the sun was hidden with clouds and I realised it was a key-card, I instantly knew it was to unlock his door, I've seen him use it many times. I was carrying his laundry out, so it was time for his nap. He was bringing me to my room, so gave me something to eat. It was gum, my usual snack. chewed on it as quickly as possible, and when we were at my room, I put it on the door-frame. He closed it, and when I knew the coast was clear, I opened it back up. I brought an old blanket in case it got cold if i got outside, and left my room. I ran as fast as I could, trying to make no noise. I ran upstairs and to his balcony, then started to tip-toe. I went towards him cautiously, and took the key-card out of his pocket. I started walking away, and he turned in his sleep. I started panicking, so went slightly faster. As soon as I got out the door, I heard him wake up. My heart stopped, as I heard his footsteps. I knew I had to escape now, or I was gonna be killed, like my parents were. So I ran as fast as my legs could take me, still holding my blanket around me. I heard him call, shouting "Servant! Catch the robber!" I couldnt believe i fooled him, with a dirty old blanket. I heard the click of a remote to open the regular doors, and ran down the stairs. He was catching up, so I had to think of a plan... My blanket! I thought. I dropped the blanket as he came down the stairs, his eyes focused on me. He started running faster, but then slipped on the blanket. He sniggered, and said, "You cant leave! you dont have the key-card!" I laughed, and took it out of my pocket. I held it out, then used it on the door. I ran outside, And felt fresh air hit me. I closed the door, trapping him. I was going to find somebody, and ask them to help me, and get in contact with the police. but, I planned that ahead of time. All \I could think was, "I'm Free...." The End.
