Just A Game: Short Story 223 words

There was a man running down the road.

It’s just that nobody does that anymore. Wearing a blue dressing gown brown slippers and a strange hat with flaps to cover his ears he jogged down the centre of the empty street.

I sat and watched from our window high in the tower.

Looking up, Jake was at his window in the tower next to ours. He’d been watching the man. When he saw me he turned and reached for a pad of paper.

He held a piece up to the window, on it was written

5

I looked down at the man, he’d slowed and was walking now. Complete silence all around. Nobody jogged anymore, nobody went outside any more. You stayed in your tower.

Jake held another piece of paper to the window

4

Maybe he was right. The man was running again now.

3

He lost his slipper it’s really silly trying to run away in slippers

2

I looked at Jake, he turned is piece of paper over

1

Jake dropped the piece of paper shrugged his shoulders and turned from the window.

Mum came in from the kitchen.

“What is it honey, what you looking at ?”

“Nothing, just Jake playing a game”

A funny hat with flaps on to cover your ears lay quietly in the empty road