Hello fellow NaNoWriMo-ers!
He hadn't meant to scare the child. Only to make him a bit paranoid. Upon reflection, he guessed that waiting underneath the child's bed wasn't the absolute best place to be when the child got home, but it was sort of a last minute thing. Welp, that could have gone better. he thought to himself, as he climbed out of the child'd window. After landing on the ground, he rubbed his bruised head, which was still throbbing from the baseball bat. He heard sirens in the distance. That's my cue to run!
I have to write almost 4,000 words today, to make my quota for the last two days, and for today. Well, here we go!
Happy writing to everyone!