Little Boy Timmy

Little Timmy

Timmy was a happy little boy. Timmy was getting ready to go outside, and play on the swing at the playground. He happily went outside toward the little wooden playground. At the playground there was a play ship with a slide and a flat facing tire swing connected to it. There was also some tire structures that you can climb and jump onto. The last thing at the playground where the swings.

Timmy eagerly wiggled onto the swing then tried to make it go. He tried his best to kick his feet on the ground to get a boost, yet he failed do to the fact that he had little kid legs. Timmy looked around an saw three young teenager girls on the playground ship.

"Hi," Timmy yelled to the girls " I need help on the swing. "

"I'll help you," said one of the girls.

Timmy replied "Thank you. By the way my name is Timmy!"

"Hi Timmy, my name is Savannah. Over there is Fuzzy and Carl. The one with dark hair is Fuzzy and the other one with brown hair is Carl.

Savannah then proceeded to push little Timmy on the swing. Every time Savannah pushed, Timmy went higher and higher into the air. Savannah did one last big push, but then the chains of the swing started to rattle. The push was WAY to powerful for poor Timmy! The seat launched Timmy in the air. Everything was in slow motion for Timmy. Doing summer salts in the sky, Timmy then found himself on a near by roof.

Savannah with a blank face replies to the situation "Oooopsss," and her friends Carl and Fuzzy yelled in fear.

On the roof Timmy stared at the white fluffy clouds, and waited for someone to help him. Savannah called the fire department, then seven minutes later the firemen arrived and got little Timmy down from the roof.

"Darn it Timmy," Chuckled one of the firemen, " This is the fourth time this week we had to help you."   

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That's the end of this mini story. I hope you enjoyed it.