Yes, YES! I remember that day, that day….
I remember the soft gravelled sand. I remember the gleeful laughter of children. I remember the bright flame sphere that shone upon the metal slides.
The hot beams of sunlight which passed through the cracks within the plastic roofs. The hot timid air which swam around the weathered obstacles. The singular flies which explored the unfamiliar lands. The ...
A tense whisper echoed in the dimly lit alley, ‘we need to get out of here, now!” I glanced back, but all my eyes could perceive in the jet black alleyway was the unmistakable mark of blood. This, however, didn’t frighten me as I was more worried if I had been caught. My hands shivered from the dense, cold air that surrounded me; the sharply dull knife, light shimmering through the dark and crimso...