Drabble 002

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Her orange dress dance around as she falls from the swing. Before my bum can say good-bye to the purple bench, a little boy with yellow shorts runs to her side.

As she lifts her knee, traces of apple-red blood making its way down. From where i am sitting, i can see fat tears, racing to her chin.

The little boy fidgets with his green cap and then takes off his black jacket. Her sobs grow louder and louder. Her nose is becoming pink.

He then wraps her knee, being as delicate as possible. He steals a few glances at her direction. She is no longer wailing like a hungry chick but streams of tears still overflow from the brown pool eyes of hers.

He offers her his hand but she did not take it. Pain shot through her body like electricity as she tries to move her knee again. She throws him a look with her puppy eyes. He sighs. He sits down beside her, gently guiding her up.

He then promises to give her a lollipop. Her face shines like the morning sun. Ignoring the pain, she stands up on her own. He beams from ear to ear.

She then sticks out her thin hands and pouts. She wants him to keep his promise. She wants HER lollipop. He grabs her delicate hands and gave her a big, wet kiss on her rosy cheek.

Her eyes becomes as big as saucers. She smacks him hard and he sticks out his tongue. She fumes as she grabs his short locks and tugs it with all her might.

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His hand is on mine. I know what he saw. I can see an orange dress, twirling in the wind as the little girl runs after the yellow dot in the distance. I turn around only to see him giving me the cheekiest grin.

"I want MY lollipop"

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