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Marlene Run. Narrator This is from the mixed up files of Mrs Basil E. Frank Wyler by E. L. Konigsberg. Claudia knew that she could never pull off the old fashioned kind of running away that is running away in the heat of anger with a knapsack on her back. She didn't like discomfort. Even picnics were untidy and inconvenient. All those insects and the sun melting the icing on the cupcakes. Therefore, she decided that her leaving home would not just be running from somewhere, but would be running to somewhere to a large place, a comfortable place, an indoor place and preferably a beautiful place. And that's why she decided upon the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. She planned very carefully. She saved her allowance, and she chose her companion. She chose Jamie, the second youngest of her three younger brothers. He could be counted on to be quiet, and now and then he was good for a laugh. This is from pushing upwards by Andrea Adler. I picked up the lamp, which, thankfully had not broken, replaced the shade and returned to Emma's chair to pick up the phone. Hello, I said, breathless or lack almost does. Rachel, is that you? C s dia g. Oh, my God. Where the **** have you been? I've been trying to reach you for weeks. Months when aside as me, huh? Winos. Iris. Where you now? I met my apartment. The one I drove by umpteen times. The apartment that no longer has a phone with the working number. That apartment. Just then M opened the door and teetered into the living room also out of breath and gave me a startled look. I wasn't sure if she was startled because I was sitting in her chair or because the living room furniture had been pushed back against the walls. This is from next level basic. The Definitive Basic ***** Handbook by Stacy Schroeder. First off, actual cults are scary. F. Charles Manson, Jim Jones, David Karesh. They're all truly psychotic, and they did terrible, unforgiving things. So before you start, hey tweeting me and calling me an evil witch. Just know that I'm not condoning them at all. Seriously, What kind of monster do you think I am? That said, I dream of one day starting my own cult, but I wouldn't be like these evil narcissistic maniacs. I mean, Jim Jones made his followers drink Kool Aid mixed with cyanide and Valium. Personally, I don't know why he chose Gross Kool Aid instead of a laced Moscow mule or Key Royal, which would have been much more humane because at least they would have gone out with the buzz. And Charles Manson was a weirdo man child who moved to Los Angeles to become a famous musician. But when that didn't happen, he decided to get attention by forming a murderous cult instead. And it worked. If I formed a cult, I would keep it light, no murder or Kool Aid and just manipulate people into becoming basic a. F so they could live their best life. I would be more like an Oprah type cult leader, benevolent anti murder and very pro bread.