Park – Creative Writing

Little bits of broken green glass lay around the fencing, shimmering in the sun, and litter and pink biting gum adhered to the receptacle and entryway. The smell of canine pee whiffs as the breeze blows and once in a while a youthful mother yells, â€Å"don't remain in that it's dirty!† A little fat youngster sits all alone, enjoying an immense dessert, covered with a dull earthy colored chocolate source and sprinkles the shades of the rainbow. He wipes the frozen yogurt from around his mouth with his dirty little hands, spreading mud over his face, another youngster kicks a ball at him and thumps his treat from his hands†¦A uproarious cry and the kid's mom comes gradually trudging over, her immense waste bobbing from side to side. While all the little children play, thuggish looking young people boorishly kick receptacles over and yell as loud as possible in which are loaded up with smoke, holding lager jars and vodka bottles they go around like wild creatures. All with their hoods up they scare the more youthful kids, however their folks as well, before the obscurity shows up, the recreation center is vacant and just contains the young people who go crazy cheerful. Sitting on the swings and pouring brew down the slide, one of the teenagers yell â€Å"old bill†! The remainder of the hooligans dispatch their liquor into a close by support and sit like nothings going on. As the odd looking cops come closer, one somewhat tall with beady little eyes and the other short and stout conveying his cap, the youngsters become restless however don't show their dread. The police officers are dubious and search four of the adolescents while the other five gradually leave imagining they weren't there, the fat cop's face messes up and he grimaces as he pulls out a bundle of cigarettes from the multi year old skin heads pocket, he slips them into a pack. â€Å"Oi they're mine† yells the noisy mouthed four foot kid. The police officer bring down the children names and reprimands them to clear before they're captured. The four adolescents that got looked through take a gander at the floor and gradually leave, glancing back at the police officers, frowning violently as though they don't have anything better to do. They're at long last rejoined with the other five hood rodents that left; they all quarrel like multi year olds concerning why they left. All taking a gander at one another in tension, a battle breaks out. A ridiculous nose. A bruised eye. They never learn.