Jungle Boy

When I was little, I wandered away from the castle, just for a little. I went into the jungle, just for fun, for a new playmate. A monkey would be cool, surely daddy wouldn't mind. But instead of a monkey,I found a boy. Around my age, five, so I wasn't quick to judge. I waved, he waved, and we played. Tag, hide-and-seek, we did whatever pleased us, and no-one was there to tell us no. Then, he gave me a flower crown, I thought as a memory. We heard pounding. Coming closer and closer, louder and louder.