Hang On
The kids giggled, tickling my legs, but I made it all the way across the monkey bars. I was the only one that ever made it to the end, because I’m not ticklish, but there giggling made me giggle. So, it was my favorite game on the playground, because I always win, but then a Jimmy tried it, and he almost made it. Then, Sierra got up to try it, but these boys showed up. They all squealed, and ran off, but I was swinging pretty high. “Flora, run!” Sierra yelled, but the older boys didn’t do anything. They just came over to the swings, and talked to me. “Flora, huh?” One of them sat down, and started swinging next to me, while the other 4 hung onto the bars. “Like a flower.” “Uh,” I …