A stroll in the park.

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Jasmit Hundal

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A stroll in the park

        The boy walked out into the moonlight and walked across the street towards the lonely park that looked like his only home. The moon glowed in the darkness as a sign of hope. The wind blew the boys light brown wavy hair revealing his pale skin. He strolled to the gate of the park and stopped thinking if he should go into the darkness that lay before him. He looked back at his home and then at the tall shadow formed on the pavement because of his tall figure for his age. He stood for a solid minute not moving a muscle like a statue but then dragged himself through the old rusty gates.  As he strolled through the owl statues on each end of the gates stared at him as he went into the isolated park where the birds did not dare to fly over.

        The boy knew he had to go into the park to discover the thing that lurked there and to meet his fear. If he had not his nightmares would never end. He walked on the pathway towards the lake as the trees watched him. The boy could barely see the lake in front of him in the blinding darkness. It was the moon that lit the pathway he had to follow. The boy knew where the thing was but tried not to think of it as it would make his unbelievable courage fail. The boy carried on walking but at a faster pace like a spy who lurked in the shadows. The boy felt he was being watched but did not dare to stop, as he would then be part of the darkness. An owl screeched in the far distance a warning to go back but the boy did not. He began to run to cover more time and get away from the owl warnings. He looked back at the path and saw the moon only lit the path in front of him not behind. He jogged pass the mini play area he would just have to pass the old oak tree on his left to have reached the lake. The boy now was sure he was being watched as he thought he saw a glimmer of eyes deep in the trees next to him. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the very thought. He glanced at the old oak tree as he sprinted passed it. He was finally there in front of the lake that troubled his mind and all of his deepest thoughts.

        The boy knelt down and searched through the dark water with his eyes. Although he was unable to see anything in the darkness he still carried on searching. Searching through for something he could not find. The water was still and silent and in the middle of the lake lay a bed of fog that seemed not to move. The boy heard nothing not even the quietest whisper of the wind. As the boy searched he noticed he was not at all alone.

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The moon peered out of the cloud struggling to give light. The lake lit up as the moon came out, it was a beautiful sight but the boy had no time to admire it. The boy’s light brown eyes shun through the darkness now. The boy noticed something he had never noticed before that a small island lay in the middle of the lake with uncut grass that seemed at first a field of hair because of the darkness. Also in the centre of the island there were wild trees whose branches swept out low and touched the lake’s ...

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