An Unbegun Story…or…Could Possibly Go Wrong?
…could possibly go wrong?” I had it running through my head. I’ve heard it before we started and have never paid attention to the warning or the history behind said statement.
All I had left was to locate the final destination and deliver the packages. Game over.
The problem was this was a neighborhood that I was not at all familiar with.
It might have been a fun activity had I had someone to play it with. However, that someone bailed out at the last minute, saying he had to go somewhere with his mother. Quelle surprise!
I should have thought this was fishy from the start, but I trusted Ronald.
When I found the playground, I saw the spot where I was supposed to leave the packages. I also saw three police cars stationed right near that spot.
What to do?
I left the packages behind a bush and slowly walked towards the goal line to see if anything would happen.
One of the policemen immediately stopped me and questioned me about what I was doing there.
I stammered that I was here to meet up with a friend and play.
The cop looked at me and told me that the park was closed today and that I should go home.
I tried to inquire as to why the park was closed but was just rushed out of the park with no answer.
I decided not to retrieve the packages and went home. I definitely did not want to get involved with the police. I was only 13 years old, and my parents would kill me if they found out I was involved in some criminal activity, especially if Ronald was involved.
I caught up with Ronald the next day and told him what had happened. He denied knowing anything or what would have happened had I finished the game. He said it sounded like a fun game when he found it online.
When will I ever learn?
