“Tag, you’re it!” 

I giggle as I’m shoved to the side, quickly breaking into a run as I try and catch my friend. My feet slide against the damp ground, kicking up clumps of grass as I almost fall to the ground.

“Stop running so fast!”

“So you can catch me? Not a chance!”

“But… I can’t breath.” I stop running, resting my hands on my knees as I take in heaving breaths.

“Woah… Dude you okay?” I look up at my friend as he slowly approaches me, a concerned look on his face. I smile after a moment, lunging out and tapping his shoulder.


Posted by:emileeh

I'm a young writer trying to get into the freelance business. I enjoy writing creative pieces like short stories and poetry and reviews.

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