Sofia MorelliDo you know what it is like when you are about four meters away from your freedom? That's right. I was exactly in this situation at now.I looked out the huge window of my room and wondered if an instant of freedom was worth the risk. Maybe it wasn't, but I was still going to run.Going out the window in the dead of night was not my cup of tea, but what's a broken leg in front of a possibility of a night of fun?I put one foot out, then the other, propped myself up on the ledge, and then climbed down the side stair. I took a small leap to the floor, which came out noisier than I expected. I tripped over some vases in the garden, drawing more attention than I had planned in my criminal mind, then ran to the back garden.All I had to do was jump over another 10 foot high wall and I would be free.I ran on tiptoe to keep it quiet, but the sound of my breathing and my heart beating uncontrollably was deafening.I was a terrible fugitive!I stopped in front of the wall, which
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