THE Great ESCAPE
The oven. The heat. The fire. That was all I could think about when I was a centimeter away from the oven.
The oven. The heat. The fire. That was all I could think about when I was a centimeter away from the oven.
No one believes me. They think I’m lying. But it’s really true, a big hairy monster lives under my bed and I can prove it. Last night, I slowly tip-toed to the light switch and turned the light off. Fortunately the monster didn’t grab me to death yet.