I see a few curious glances darting in my direction, but they soon get busy with their game. I am seen as a stranger in this part of the state. I hope the caretakers do not suspect that Iβm a kidnapper, as I stare at the kids unabashedly.
They laugh at me, as I slide down from one of the structures, and land with a thud, slightly disoriented.
βHey.. you are too big for that.β
βCan you imagine I was once as tiny as you are β carefree and innocent?β
floating through my eyes
images – lost childhood
beckons once again

I too thought he was a kidnapper! Itβs not your usual style – but I love that you left it open to interpretation π€ Thank you for joining us again this week!
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Thank you!
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A nice tale, even though his intentions are evil, nice to know that he hasn’t lost the child in him.
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The intentions are not evil. He fears being viewed as such.
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Oh okay sorry Ma’am, I got it wrong.
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I usually leave it to the reader’s perspective π
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