NaNoWriMo Day 9: Tag
1… 2… 3…
The children run. Half run for the joy of the game; the others, the smart ones, ran out of terror.
4… 5… 6…
The children ran and hid. Some hid in obvious spots, behind a tree, in a bush. Others ran further, looking for deeper, harder to reach spots that they could see the path from.
7… 8… 9…
The children are hidden. Some giggle because they think they’re clever to find such good spots. Others stifle sobs because they know there are no good spots.
10… ready or not, here I come!
And I am so very hungry.