Funky Freeze Tag
It was a cold
and crisp day in Michigan and waiting for the bus in a freezing car is not
exactly perfect for a Monday morning. The time went by as slow as molasses.
Finally
the bus came and we jumped out of the car and walked up the cold black bus
steps and plopped our butts in to a seat. The bus drove on and my friends and I
talked about what we were going to be for Halloween. The bus pulled up to
Berkshire and let some kids off and we drove away but then our bus driver
noticed that THERE WAS A KID SLEEPING ON OUR BUS and we had to turn around and
wake up the kid. After that we drove to the preschool to pick up kids. When we
got then we all ran off the bus and got ready to play freeze tag. Everyone was
frozen but me, Jerry and the tagger, his little sister Maya.
The area
smelled like rotten garbage and perfume and the light from inside the building
poured out the clear glass windows.
“GO!” I yelled and ran off in the
other direction.
We began the
game and Maya came after me first. I ran around to the other side of the white
bus parked there and started screaming at the top of my lungs
“A LITTLE GIRL IS GOING TO GET ME
HELP!!!”
“HAHA!” My
brother Nick laughed behind us
I sprinted
around the bus into a cluster of my friends and when I ran into the corner near
the blossoming red tree Maya tagged me.
“JERRY! COME A UNTAG ME NOWWWWW!”
“I’m coming!”
He yelled from the other side of the bus.
I remember when I was little and I tried to play on my little
pudgy legs running around my yard.
‘Please
Jerry,’ the words spun around in my head like a Frisbee. All of a sudden Jerry
ran up and tagged me and I ran after him to the other side of the bus.
When I ran up everyone was frozen but Jerry and I again. Maya
came running up to us about to tag us but we both dodged her hand and ran to
get the others untagged. We all ran to the side of the bus and waited for Maya
to come. Maya whipped around the side of the bus like a bullet and startled us so
that I jumped. She ran right at me and I had nowhere to go so I stood there
while everyone behind me ran off and then she tagged me. The cool air was
crawling up my neck like spiders and I noticed that the grass had a little bit
of dew left on it and it was floating up like mist on a waterfall creeping
around the school like a shadow. The orange sun was lighting up the dull sky.
Even though the cold crisp air was creeping up everyone’s
necks, we all had fun playing our little game in the little lot next to the big
yellow bus in the misty air. Everything was fine on that Monday morning in
October since we didn’t care what was going to happen next.
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