I will play as Grandma. She's a spry old lady with a keen eye and quick reflexes, perfect for keeping an eye on that mischievous prisoner.
Grandma's Diary: The Great Escape Attempt
Oh, what a day it's been! That pesky prisoner thought he could outsmart me, but he didn't know who he was dealing with. Let me tell you how it all went down.
I was in the kitchen, baking my famous apple pie, when I heard a suspicious noise from the living room. I put down my rolling pin and tiptoed over, my slippers silent on the wooden floor. Sure enough, there he was, trying to sneak out the window!
"Hold it right there, young man!" I bellowed, my voice echoing through the house. He froze, one leg already out the window. I grabbed my trusty broom and marched over. "You think you can escape from Grandma's house? Not on my watch!"
He tried to make a run for it, but I was too quick. I swept his feet out from under him with a swift broom move I learned back in the day. Down he went, right onto the rug. I stood over him, hands on my hips, shaking my head.
"Now, now, you're not going anywhere. It's time for your punishment - and no, it's not what you think. You're helping me finish that pie!"
We spent the rest of the afternoon in the kitchen. I kept a close eye on him while he peeled apples and rolled out the dough. By the time the pie was in the oven, he was too tired to even think about escaping.
As we sat down to enjoy our hard-earned dessert, I couldn't help but smile. "You see, dear, there's no escaping Grandma's house. But if you behave, you might just get some pie."
And that, my dear diary, is how Grandma saved the day - and the prisoner stayed put, at least for now.
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