Walking

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"Dad I'm gonna take a walk around the park. I'll see you soon?" I said, I was sick for almost a week and I never went outside, I needed daylight and some fresh air. My Dad looked up from the newspaper mom was reading before she went to work. "Which park is it? The one on-"

"Brant Street? Yes...." Last year there was a murder at Hilbour park. A fourteen- year old girl was killed. After that incident my dad never wanted me to go to that park again. Overprotective parents...

"You know not to go to Hilbour right?" Dad said, this time not looking up from his paper. "Yeah". I rolled my eyes "Okay go." I lock the door and breathed in the air.

The wind blows in my hair as I run down the driveway, I feel so alive. But I'm thinking, maybe just this once, I could go to Hilbour park.... and not tell my dad.

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