Torture of the lost Children

1: *playground rules*

"Luca come on get up honey" I felt my mom place her hand on my cheek."come on sleepy head" she shook me. Finally giving in I moaned and sat up slightly squinting at my light blue clock. It only was seven thirty. Much more early then she usually gets me up my mother had her bright smile and cheerful eyes starring at me. "Whyyy so early" rubbing my eyes I let out a enormous yawn. She laughed "come on hun get up I want to go to the park early Today. Before many people get there." Nobody go's the that old run down park anyways it's playground is about to fall apart and my mom expects me to play there well she dose her occasional workout. She refuses to let me stay home alone she says I am still too little. Getting dressed and eating my delicious breakfast we went to the dreaded place they call the park. Stepping out of the car my mom told me her same rules like she always did.
"Ok Luca I will be running for two hours today. Don't talk to strangers stay around the park area and I will always love you."
She started her run leaveing me alone gahh I hate this. walking over to the old swings they creeked with even the slightest gust of wind the wood that held them up was pretty rotten. The rusted chains cut my left hand as I sat down on one of the swings. It wasn't a big cut nearly ever a scrap. I swung for about two seconds and my ears could not take the sound of the rusted chains and squeaking eerie sound that came from them. Getting up I wandered over to the medal slide putting one of my feet on the ladder it sounded like it where about to snap in half like a small twig. So stepping down I sat on a near by bench and this is what happen pretty much everyday of my life. After sitting for a good ten minutes there was a rock I found to kick around I just kill Jed it and melted walking not even paying attention to where I was going at this point. I kicked the rock down into a sewer drain and turned to walk back to the bench. but when I did turn around I was nowhere near where I had started I was a little freaked out. I was not even in the park anymore I heard a whisper of someone right behind me I felt there breath on my neck. my heart stopped and I stood still and they did it again just saying Luca I screamed but my mouth was covered. then as I was thrown to the ground I turned and kicked and struggled to back away finally getting a good looked at them it was a tall man with a clown mask and painted on blood they held a knife. I stood up and ran screaming and stumbling but now looking up I was back at the park right near the bench. Looking around frantically I found my mom and walked with her from the rest of the time at the park who was that man and how did he know my name.......