Chalk #FridayFictioneers


I laughed it off as kids messing around. Well, it was a playground and so easy to write in chalk.

I was tried of people taking advantage of my ‘gift’ or else mocking with silly requests. So, why was I here? Because I couldn’t reuse to help.

Watching darkness fall and teenagers leave, I listened.

There was a child by the swings, writing in chalk missplet words on the soft floor. It was a boy, dungarees, no shoes, accident death from the monkey bars five years ago.

‘Hello,’ I said, ‘would you like me to help you cross?’

 

(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/10/02/27-september-2019/ with thanks).

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