Seashells on the Window

Jackson Bedro was 8 years old when he moved into his new house in the city. Excited, he ran up to his room to see.....a view of the window of the house across the alley, separated by only a few feet of roof and one gap. Someone could easily walk across it. Sitting in the window was a stuffy looking old lady, who, upon seeing him, gave a huff and pulled her curtains closed. Jackson had sighed. How lame. But all that will change on a summer day that same year, when Jackson is climbing to get a frisbee and has a small slip.....

A/N: just something light hearted i wanted to write. I saw a tumblr post about something like this so if it was you who made that post, you take credit for the idea. Love you guys