Red light green light- naration
One night when I was fifteen, some friends and I were playing a game called red light green light. Red light green light was a game we liked to play at night. The way to play the game is to find a place to hide right near a road. One person is the caller, and everyone, including the caller, are runners. Everyone waits for a car to come, and as it gets closer the caller calls it. The caller continuously says “red light,” until the car is real close. Then at the last second he or she yells green light and everyone bolts across the road in front of the car. The point is to run across the road fast enough so the car slams on the brakes, but also out in front of the car so one gets run over. This night Randall, Brad, Tim, and I of course, were playing. We were in our usual spot, not too far from our houses, but close enough we could get to them in a hurry. The night was real slow; not very many cars were out. I was wandering around the small patch of pines we used for cover, when I found an old broomstick. I picked it up, just because I was bored. I kind of liked wielding the broomstick, and decided to keep it. A few more cars came by and we played our little game, but nothing too special. We were wandering aroun
I started to bring the stick back into position to swing it. Then I told myself no, I couldn’t do it, I wouldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was advancing, once again ready to strike, I was quivering with fear. My whole body was involved in a civil war. For my personal well being, I wanted to conk the guy on the noggin a couple of times, but my conscience just would not agree. Nothing was going through my mind at this point. It was totally blank. I was running on pure fear. My natural fight or flight instinct was in the flight mode full force. The footsteps started getting louder; I realized the person was closing in on us. I suddenly got an extra boost of energy and flew past Randall. It almost seemed like he was slowing down. I was into the pines and out the other side into a field in a matter of seconds. Brad and Tim took off to the right. Randall was running straight across the field, and I chose to follow his route. My adrenaline was pumping faster than it ever had in the past, and after about fifty yards I caught up to Randall, but I could still hear our pursuer. Out of nowhere, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I looked, and it was a dark figure sprinting at us from across the road. The figure wasn’t big, it looked to be under about 5’8”, but that didn’t matter. All
Some topics in this essay:
Tim Randall,
Brad Tim,
,
green light,
red light,
brad tim,
light green light,
red light green,
light green,
front car,
front car run,
green light remind,
car run,
pine trees,
light remind,
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