A Night At The Opera

I feel a slight tap on my shoulder as the tallest boy stands infront of me with a double dimple smile. I smile back seeing seven more children bustling their way up the steep hill towards me. One of them, a pale lanky child with a gummy smile grabs the quilt off my shoulder and gives it to another child? Would he be considered a child? His features were that of a child but his body and shoulders screamed not a child. Looking down to my feet, Blushing, i notice my open toed sandles were slightly falling off my feet as i kicked the ground embarrased. Two noticed and fought eachother to see who could get to me fast enough. One a little ray of sushine his smile slightly in the shape of a heart and the other seemed so thoughtless. He seemed as though he'd be able to do anything, but once the big ball of sunshine beat him to my shoes he cowered away reminding me of a little bunny. Three more children bound their way up the hill. Two seemed around the same age while the other looked so familiar to me but too young to be hanging out with these older boys. The smallest child was inbetween the two older children being swung back and forth as all three giggled. The oldest child on the left was giving a boxy smile as the child on the right was fighting to see as his smiling had forced his eyes to create tow small cresent moons.