I'm forty-two years old.  I live in London.  My unique childhood memory is when one morning when I went to my high school, I saw nobody.  Finding this strange, I went to look in the classrooms to see if there was somebody.  In the room, I saw students held hostage by a man wearing a cowl and carrying a gun.  It was in this way I discovered that the high school had been taken hostage by gangsters.  I learnt that the leader of the band was in the staff room because one gangster who called him told him that he controlled the first floor.  By learning it, I skipped into the air duct which goes to the staff room.  The exit of the air duct was above the leader of the band.  I opened the ventilation cover and I jumped on him from above, knocking him out.  With his talky-walky I told all the gangsters to come to the staff room.  When all the band was in the staff room, I locked the door and I called the police.  This is how I saved my high school from the gangsters.
Monday, October 5, 2009
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