One hell of a morning

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Maisie had a relaxing morning, watching her tv and texting her friends. Then 11:00 came. Her dad came home. It was hell. There was so much screaming, it was unbearable. The baby was being thrown around, her dad trying to run off with him, her dad trying to get the baby back. Maisie couldn't stay in this hell-zone. She took the baby and snook out. She got the pram out of the car and went for a long walk. It was a windy day, but still rather nice. She ended up at the sea front, which was miles away from where she lived. Maisie decided that she would go to the park, if the baby was awake, he could go on the swings. But by the time she got there, he had fallen asleep. Then, Maisie saw someone lying in the grass with his shirt thrown on his skateboard next to him. He was tall, his hair was so dark, Maisie recognised him. It was Tom, her friend from school. She often saw him here.

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