Tonight

the guards would be celebrating glorious leader's birthday with cake and ice cream and balloons for the kids. This distraction would give me the opportunity to

sneak quietly and enter the safe without alerting the security guards. While the fools outside would be enjoying their sweets, I would be enjoying my loot and diamonds!

Getting out again was another story. With goodies stuffed into my coat, pants pockets, socks, and wherever else they'd fit, I stumbled out of the vault with jewels hanging from my

fingers and bells on my toes. I vaulted onto my cockhorse and galloped to Banbury Cross to meet a mysterious stranger. For a large pearl, he smuggled me onto a Marrakech bound ship

. The big ship sailed on the ally ally ho on the last day of September. The big ship sank to the bottom of the sea. We all dipped our heads in the deep blue sea except me, except m

ike who is really into skate boarding on the tiniest skate board possible. Mike. That guy. Never the same after the baseball coach was arrested for killing his wife.

She was smothered with a catcher's mitt. "I dedicate this kickflip to you, babe," Mike said to the sky. The tiny skateboard broke beneath him. "Noooo!" He handled the murder better

asleep than he would do if he were awake. He stopped daydreaming after realising what a stupid thing it would be to do a kickflip right now, and stopped. The girl looked at him

quizzically & backed away slowly. It was then he realized he'd been talking in his sleep again, revealing secrets he never meant to tell.