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Snake
The parents took his cell phone and told him to enjoy their visit to the park. The kid was angry at first. He was playing a game where could rebuild land to his will, a building game. The kid sat down o n the park bench and looked at the other kids playing. There was one girl with a cell phone on their hands right across the seesaw. He took a brief look to his parents, who were distracted and talking with other old people. This was his chance. He bolted towards the girl by the seesaw, stood in front of the girl with the odd-looking cell phone, and made the best smile he could.
“Hi”
“Hi”
“What are you playing?”
“Snake.”
“What’s that?”
“You play as a snake and you eat food.”
The kid scratched his head. It was a pretty simple concept, although it sounded cool. the boy looked over where their parents were. They were buying snacks by the swings from a man with a movable ice cream stand. The boy let his curiosity kick in.
“Can I play?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Snake is for one player only.”
The boy felt defeated on the spot. The girl taunted him with her gadget in hand and there was nothing he could do. He looked down and saw some little critters walking under the girl’s feet. He got an idea.
“Snake!”, he said.
“What?”
“A snake is in your feet!”
The girl pitched a loud scream and started to run. The kid followed suit. He ran behind her and they both hid behind a tree. The girl peeked from her side of the trunk, still shivering.
“Is it gone?”
“No, it’s not.
“How can you tell? I don’t see the snake.”
“But I do, and it’s over there!”
The boy pointed at a patch of dirt next to the girl. The girl hollered once more and sprinted through the park again. She got on top of the roundabout and gripped to it. The boy got in the ride soon after.
“How can there be snakes here? It’s not good!”
“We can only run from snakes!”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am.”
And the boy and the girl kept running from snakes. They were hidden in the sandbox, near the climbing rocks, under the water fountain, and next to the basketball hoops. The poor kids ran everywhere, but they were having a blast. Every time a snake was there, they had to run, one next to the other. They had no other but themselves.
Two hours passed and the boy and the girl are tired. Lucky for them, no snakes were making a pursuit for them now. The kids had a good laugh. The boy’s parents called for him to get his, now melted, ice-cream cone. They apparently saw him have fun running around.
“I had fun.”
“Me too.”
“See ya, and watch out for snakes!”
The boy left. The girl sat at the bench and looked at her cell phone. Instead, she stood up and decided to find more snakes to run away from.
