It was an ancient wooden bench; the paint had worn out over the years leaving behind crumbling patches of green over a uniform dirty brown. Situated under an old tree, it overlooked the diamond shaped lake and the thicket of shrubs and trees on the opposite side. The bench was rarely ever used, hidden in … Continue reading an old green bench.
He opened his eyes."Run", a burly, dark figure stood in front, dwarfing his existence."But why?""Because that is how the game is played.""The game?" He was confused."The game. What else is there to play." The instructor's voice sounded convincing."So if it's a game, do I get a reward if I win?""You'll get cheese. The better you … Continue reading the race.