Rescue Me.

Silly Rabbit

Age five

"Hey Bill, wanna sing?" I asked.

"Not with you, Cassy Wassy!" Bill spat.

"Billy, that was so mean!" Tom groaned.

"Cassy Wassy was being Sassy yesterday..."

"Hey, Billy, you're really good at rhyming!" I yelled.

"Really, Cassy?"

"Yeah!"

"Lets go sing then!"

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Age six

"Cassy, I wanted to play with you but mommy said you weren't feeling good, so I brought you soup."

"Aw, thanks Tommy."

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Age seven

" Hey Cassy, lets go shopping!" Billy grinned at me with his cute cheeks.

"How?"

"I stole mommy's credit card!"

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Age nine.

"Cassy, we're really sorry." Tommy stroked my back.

"Yeah, we brought you chocolate." Billy smiled apologetically.

"Don't hurt me again, ok?"

"We promise to not push you down the stairs again." they said in unison.

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Age ten

"Hey Billy, why are you wearing make-up?" I asked.

"I went to a party, and I think it looks good, anyhow."

"Can you put some on me?"

"Sure thing, sweetie." He smiled sweetly.

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Age twelve

"Why are you leaving?" screamed Bill.

"My parents... Bill, you know I love you. And Tommy, and Georg. Please don't hate me."

"I love you too, sweetie. Are we going to see you again?"

"I'll make sure of it."

"You know our phone numbers..."

"I love you, Billy."

"I love you Cassy, please come back."

"I can't, my parents won't let me."

"Please find a way back!"

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Age sixteen

"Mom, dad, I want to go back to L.A. with Jordin and Victoria, to visit Hollywood."

"Fine with us, stay for three months."

Here I come!
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Present Day.

"Yeah! guys, we made it!" I yelled.

"Where will we go first?" My best friend, Jordin, mumbled under stacks of luggage. We had just gotten off of the plane, and the sun of my former home slapped me across the face.

"To some theme park, knowing Cass." Victoria groaned.

"Hahaha, be more upbeat, you losers!"

"Shut up, you freak." Jordin rolled her eyes.

"Look whose talking."

"Wanna take your bags back?"

"No, keep my memories."

"I thought so."

I was so excited to be back, I was jumping around. I felt a strange feeling though, as if there was something about home that I wasn't remembering...
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introductory paragraph written by ME.
AKA Blut.

Feel free to edit, dearest Sarah.