Morning skies cascaded over the golfing field and my small house on MillBrooke Road. "I'll see you later" he waved goodbye to me. I rode my bike down into the woods and dodged the over hanging branches. The leaves were already turning brown. It was that kind of summer. The dark and dreary one. I saw the rusted metal fence ahead and pushed on my brakes. I abandoned my old rusty bike by the owl tree and ran over to Lucas. He was leaning on the other side of the fence. Tired and a bit sun burnt. "Oh hey Jay. Sorry, I'm a bit tired. Got any food?" He smirked. I pulled out a half of loaf of bread and shoved it through one of the open holes of the fence. "Did your Mama make this?" Lucas laughed and pulled off a piece of bread from the long white loaf. "Yeah. She said she don't make these kind of loaves for any old person. Just you" I pointed at Lucas and giggled. He ain't the same ever since he got to his "Mama". It had changed him. In a bad way.
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Please Run Jay
AdventureWe walked along the fence. My hands touching each hole and dent. Snagging on the pointy bits. "You're wrong" my words were soft. They always were. My body tight against the fence. Lucas and I's fingertips almost touching. "Just stop Jay" he stood st...
