quizmer
The fireworks were sparkling in the sky above me. My friends and I were laying in a row on the ground with our hands behind our heads. I had always loved the fourth of July. The fireworks have always been one of my favorite parts even though the noise used to scare me. My favorite kind is the kind that looks almost like willow tree.
This has always been a debate beetween me and my friends. Every year after the fireworks display, while we all stand waving sparklers around, we discuss what kind of fireworks we like the best. One of my friends says she likes the big ones that look pictre prefect. My other friend likes the fireworks that shoot straight up, disappear for a while then reappear in the sky with a brilliante explosion, then fizzle out with that sizziling noise.
My friends and i always spend the fourth of july together. I hope we do for a long time. I would miss our party before the fireworks running beetween the houses on the block that welcome us. I would miss our fourth of july day at the pool and anual sleepover. And most of all i would miss our fireworks discussion, even though it has never ever changed.
I snuck out of the house quietly. I wasn't going to deal with that crap anymore. No pne konws where my parents are they left when i was a baby. I've lived in the orphanage all my life everything i want to do i have to suave to sneak around to do it. The director is so strict. No outside i'mactivites. No friends in the house. No leaving unless its school a school related activity. I'm sick of it of sneaking around, of being one of those loosers jus with no parents. I was done. Maybe i could go live with my friends. If not i would live on the streets. I'm smart enough ot surive, quick enough and sneaky enough. My plan just might work.