Post by The Author. on Mar 27, 2012 19:04:52 GMT -5
In Boston, there was, despite the fact it was muddy and wet, two children outside. One was named Shawnee, the other Wesley, though both had muddy shoes, and Shawnee's dress hem was thinly coated over with the brown mess. Wesley shrieked as Shawnee jumped into a puddle, splashing him all over, and also splashing everyone else around, which was no one... Except for a little black boy, hidden in a bush.