Kendra's  POV:
       I thought for sure I was going to lose it.

       As I  stood behind the rock pile, I saw whoever it is as they walked over to the broken down taxi.  It was bright yellow with no headlights, was missing a stirring wheel, and the tires appeared to be slashed.  

         I  thought it strange I had not seen it before now. Then, again, it was not my property.

        I     smelt something off.  Way off.  

       Ew, the other person must have cut one.

      I  recalled that the side yard has a few trashed trampolines.

      It is practically a trampoline junkyard.

       As soon as I saw him leave, I  crept out of my hiding spot.

         I    ran.

         I  climbed back over the fence.

         I know it was probably silly as I was not done exploring yet.

         It had been a while since my last meal.  I needed nourishment.

       I ran home, showered, changed clothes, and heated up a few biscuits.

      I know they were canned.  

       I  am not a bad cook.

     I not exactly, a good one either.

      I  finished my lousy breakfast with orange juice.

     I   read a book which I rarely ever do.

    Now, what?
  

    I  determined to return tonight.

    What can I say?

     I am not done with my adventure.

    Find out more in Chapter 6

   bye, bye little owlets!

   -Summer out!

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