THE GREAT ESCAPE!

''Lights out!'' the guard yelled

down the

dark gloomy corridors.'' I'm not going to

bed'' I shouted. I'm sick and tired of this

prison cell''. ''I need a plan'' I sn''Lights out!'' the guard yelled eakily

whispered to myself.

THE NEXT DAY...

''I have been up all night isolated but the

main thing is I came up with a plan.