The Boy

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A little boy sat in the cross roads between Main Street and Williamsburg street. He sat and stared at nothing it seemed. Then he slowly started grabbing the air as if he was playing with another child. I watched as his mother hurried into the street and grabbed her son and ran back to her house. Just before the door slammed the boy looked at me. His piercing sky blue eyes and he held my gaze until the door slammed. A shiver ran down my spine. That was the creepiest thing.

Then, as I watched, the boys house door opened again and the little boy crawled out. He turned around and quietly shut the door behind him. As he turned towards me I noticed something incredibly crazy. His eyes were now a dark brown almost black colour.

'I swear they were blue when he went inside' I thought to myself.

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