Tuesday, July 5, 2011

POV

4/10

From the back of the truck it looked like he was having fun. He was laughing so hard he couldn’t even breathe! His eyes were swimming in tears as he held his sides, shaking with laughter. From the back of the truck it looked like they were just tickling him, their hands all around him. They themselves were laughing. One of them even tried to help him up, but all the others just started tickling again. From the back of the truck it looked like his shirt was drenched in Koolaid. Hadn’t one of the boys been drinking it early on? I can’t remember but I watched as it stained the concrete red. From the back of the truck it looked like he had fallen asleep, curled up on the street. It’s nice that everyone left him alone, poor kid must be exhausted.

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