I'd moved to a new town this was a much nicer, cleaner, quieter town than the one I'd lived at before.not the sort of town you'd expect to have... Things wrong with it. There was a very big public park right in the center, it housed rows up on rows of swings, slides infested with snake -like tunnels that weaves in and around the playground- providing a maze for children to lose themselves in their games. There was even a functioning merry-go round which seemed to always be slightly turning,inviting the children to hitch a ride on its platform of twirls.
I have to emphasize on the fact that it was a quiet peaceful town the kind of town where kids could leave their homes and take a short journey to the park I had been given strict instructions by my parents that I should come home the second it started getting dark my life was wonderful... Or so it seemed it was a Friday I knew the day because I remember coming home with. A big smile on my face as I knew I had the luxury of non-stop playing for the next two days I did what I always did I chunked my school bag on the floor and changed into other clothes in a matter of minutes I was ready to descend onto the world of fun nothing could stop me.
The tunnels were my favorite it was so easy to get lost in them which made great fun for playing hide and seek with my only 2 friends Billy and Tom they were both in my class and we like many 8 year olds loved any game that filled us with with pure adrenaline we were going to play murder I don't expect anyone to know this game we made it up the rules were very similar to hide and seek except when the one seeking found you they had to " murder you " it was nearing winter as I remember being slightly cold as I wormed my way around in the tunnels furiously trying to find
a perfect hiding spot Billy was the seeker Tom had hidden behind the merry go round I was... Alone.
It must have been. 10 minutes which felt like a year when I decided to give up I shouted I'm in the tunnels I give up I heard sudden shuffling from one end of the tunnel I don't know why but I froze I didn't call out I just sat there waiting something wasn't right Billy would always say something before coming in after someone in the tunnel. He'd always congratulate them on being the last to be found or for cheating by hiding in the endless maze of tunnels.
As I stood still the shuffling got louder I could tell it was getting dark
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Childrens playground
HorrorA story about a kids playing murder then it becomes a real thing