Chase in the Woods

Date: 4/16/2019

Watching a match in this far away football field, people would complain about how near I was to the pitch, disturbing the right-backs. The ball would frequently fall in this old man's house. The game was over, some friends who actually played sat next to me and I suggested that we should buy some candies. One of them said that the old man nearby sells some goodies. The old man's house looked more like a clay cave , I've put my head through the round window and called him. He immediately said he wasn't open for business, the shelf full of goodies was right in front of me. When leaving I called him a junkie. That was a huge mistake, I heard him cursing me and a metallic click sound. We all ran away together, deep into the jungle, through the muddy roads. The old man was fast, his shiny revolver made a friend of mine cry like a baby. We were running like never before, jumping and dodging the banana trees. To make things more difficult we've had some encounters, wolf packs in the clearest areas, alligators in the swamps and wild boars near the hills. We finally found a place to hide and ask for help, a warehouse, looked old but wasn't abandoned. Inside, the place was filled with wooden furniture, we've got hidden under a bed behind some real tall wardrobes. The old man was already there. We had to keep quiet but this friend couldn't resist surrending and asking for forgiveness. The old man only gave him a slap in the hand, it didn't even hurt. We all surrendered after that.