Hide and seek rules,
Imagine there are 6 people. 4 of them would go and hide, the other 2 that would stay are called the seekers, There job is to seek out the hiders until everyone is found. The last person to be found is the winner, and the first 2 people to be found are the new seekers.
“ Girls, you can go and hide first and show the boys how to WALK ’’ my teacher said with a firm touch. I walked sensibly like a human being, until I got out the door of course. Then ran, I basically made it a competition. sorry , I’m getting too far ahead of myself. We were playing hide and seek, let me just sum up what the whole game is to me, the bees fly and the flies die. In other words, the hiders hide and the seekers seek. The hiders run and run and run ( sometimes in circles ) until they find there own little spot of abyss and misery to wait for the demon to come and say “you need to go where all the other people who got found are’’ but then the bit where all the other people are, war has struck, people are crying, hitting each other, and some are just sitting there like they’ve been tortured.
So there I was, stuck in a bundle of sticks, rotten food all around me, The good thing was, I knew that no one would realize where I was. or that’s what I thought, but Oooooooh no no no, there was someone, just outside of my cage of depression.
I clenched my fist, embraced my last breath, And inhaled one last time.
“ Where should I hide, where should I hide!! ” he said with a fear in his soul.
I exhaled, exertion killing me, sure I had held my breath before, but not for that extended period of my youth. “come over here, they’ll never find you, and it isn’t out of bounds” as casually as I could.
He dived like an olympic swimmer into his hiding spot.
I waited, my spot of abyss felt like it was extending even more, and then, that’s when it hit me, he left. The boy next to me, left. alone again, I had time to do what I wanted. But no. the boy who was next to me, came up to me, “you have to come inside now, the game is over”. he said with the tone of a bully.
So what should I do know? Should I go inside with him, or should I stay here, in my little cage of misery, where I know, that no one, will find me.