The Boy
A small boy sat on the cold school steps, waiting for his mother to arrive. The small boy,whose name is Jack, sighed knowing his mother is going to be at least 30 minutes late..again. Jack was a small boy and pale at that. He wore a black and dark blue hoodie and black jeans. His auburn brown hair was ruffled due to taking off the hood of his jacket against his mother's wishes. Jack mumbled to himself,"Mother keeps on saying that if my ears get too cold she's gonna have to cut them off.." Jack cracked a smile,"Well at least I won't have to hear her nagging anymore.." Jack smirked and chuckled slightly at his sly remark. Pushing all his thoughts aside he looked around the small school yard littered with patches of snow and frozen ground to see a boy, that looked about his age just standing there.... Who could he be?
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The Boy
Mystery / ThrillerA very short story. (So if you like long stories don't read this) comment if you want the other boys POV/back story
