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The Chase – Revenge of the Turd Draft…

[The following is a bit of text I stole from the idiot writer who likes to make our lives miserable. Sincerely, Pickles]

“Tell me again why we’re running for our lives?” cried Stanley Dunkelberger, a skinny, curly black haired boy, who was Pickles and Piper’s best friend in the cul-de-sac.
“Because Turd emptied my milk bottle on Danny’s head!” called back Piper, painting hard with a side stitch.
Danny Daniels was the school bully and no one picked on Danny if they didn’t wish to suffer. He took after his dad, the Titchfield mayor, who bullied his way into winning the recent election. Danny was the apple of his dad’s eye, but the embarrassment of his mothers. Now, thanks to Turd, Pickles, Piper, and Stanley were running for their lives.
“Quick!” called back Pickles who was way ahead of the other two. Her fiery, short ginger hair acting like a beacon for the other two to follow. “Down this way!”
The kids made a quick left off 3rd St down Mays Alley. Danny was big, as in fat, so it was pretty easy to outrun him. But he was also relentless and had spies set up to see where his victims were headed.
Pickles was already on 2nd St when three of Danny’s thugs came out of nowhere. Pickles came to a quick halt and turned to run back toward Piper and Stanley. It was too late. Two more of Danny’s thugs had trapped them in Mays Alley.
Just when Piper and Stanley thought it was the end, there was a loud scream from Pickles direction. The scream of a guy squealing like a little girl.



My name is Yochana, or Yo, for short. Growing up on a farm in southeastern Ohio was pretty lonely, so books and art became my best friends. I wrote my first piece of "fan fiction" in fourth grade. It was based on the movie, "The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman," starring the late Cicely Tyson. That same school year, I wrote a poem that my teacher sent off to a publisher friend. He told her to give me a few years. A little over 20 years later, my poems were published. That to me was a few years. Since then, I've been a reporter who horrified the editors with my grammar skills, wrote for campus publications, written humorous company training manuals, and have written three books. These days, I'm back on the farm taking care of my mom, and living in a '95 Jayco Eagle Mini-motorhome with my cat, Lillie, and three grandkittens. (Thanks, Lillie.)

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