In the darkening evening, the snow fell. Tom waited, for his Mum to come back from her supposedly short shopping trip. He was in the flat. He listened for any noise indicating akey in the lack. He crossed the room. Tom picked up his rucksack, he was going to run away. He opened the door, looking back into his home one last time…
The snow fell while a patient Tom waited in his flat. His expensive phone rang with a random tune as he picked it up. He listened to his luxurious item, the he went a cross his room and picked up his suitcase. He opened his wooden door and went outside.
The snow fluttered to the ground. Tom patiently waited. He was in a tiny flat near the sea.The phone rang at a raging speed.He picked up the phone and he quietly listened.He crossed the room.He picked up his suitcase and opened the old broken door and he walked outside.
The snow fell when Tom was waiting in the flat.The phone rang and he picked it up.He listened carefully before crossing the room. He picked up the suitcase, opened the door and went outside.
The snow fluttered down as Tom waited patiently but suddenly the phone rang, he picked it up and suddenly jumped up and down he was going to qatar he picked up his suit case and ran out the door.
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