Pamela:


    I''m in my hotel room chillaxing on my bed, reading an adventure novel called The land of stories, when I get a phone call from Marilynn.


    It totally freaks me out escpecially when she says, "It''s Jeremy. He''s going to find you. He cut me if I didn''t give him the answer he wanted to hear. I don''t know where you go. Text me if you know where. It''s to risky over the phone. Kay, Bye!" And then hangs up.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    I have a mini panic attack and start crying right on my bed. It''s too much for me.


    How could we have been found out? We did such a good job hiding ourselves. I think, angrily.


    Once I finally stop crying, I pick up the phone and dial the number to the local airport. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.


    " Hello?" An annoyed teenager answered.


    "Hi, I''d like to book a flight to England." I replied.


    "Ok, What''s your name?" He asked.


    "Pamela Winters" I answered.


    "Ok, that would be 100$, and be here at 10:00 sharp." The boy demanded.


    "Fine! Bye." I hung up.


    Now I have to text Marilynn. She said so in the phone call.


    I text her, I booked a flight to England.