She gets her salad all together. It had tomatoes, cheese, bits of chicken and other good stuff. She poured salad dressing on and licked her lips.
"My my, it looks like my salad is almost ready. Just one more ingredient is needed, but first, I need to get something." She says and leaves.
You look for a way to escape. You honestly had only one option: push the glass over the edge. You start to do so. It's not easy, the glass is really heavy. You were almost there, just a few more moments and you would be free to run away from your crazy sister. Just as the glass fell and broke, . . .
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