Park – Creative Writing

Tiny pieces of broken green glass lay around the fencing, glistening in the sun, and litter and pink chewing gum stuck to the bin and gate. The smell of dog urine whiffs as the wind blows and every now and then a boylike mother shouts, dont stand in that its dirtyA small fat child sits on his own, indulging in a ample ice cream, smothered with a dark brown chocolate source and sprinkles the colours of the rainbow. He wipes the ice cream from around his mouth with his grubby pocket-size hands, smearing corpse across his face, another child kicks a ball at him and knocks his treat from his handsA loud cry and the childs mother comes slowly plodding over, her huge waste bouncing from side to side.Whilst all the little kids play, thuggish looking teenagers barbarically kick bins over and shout at the top of their lungs in which are filled with smoke, keeping beer cans and vodka bottles they run around like wild animals. All with their hoods up they intimidate not just the younger ch ildren, but their parents too, forrader the darkness arrives, the park is forsake and only contains the youths who run riot care free. Sitting on the swings and pouring beer down the slide, one of the teens shout old bill The rest of the thugs launch their alcoholic drink into a nearby hedge and sit like nothings going on.As the odd looking policemen come nearer, one rather tall with beady little eyes and the other short and plump carrying his hat, the teens become anxious but dont show their fear. The policemen are suspicious and search four of the youths while the other fivesome slowly walk away pretending they werent there, the fat policemans face screws up and he frowns as he pulls out a packet of cigarettes from the fourteen category old skin heads pocket, he slips them into a bag. Oi theyre mine shouts the loud mouthed four foot boy. The policeman take down the kids names and tells them to clear off before theyre arrested.The four teens that got searched look glumly at th e floor and slowly walk away, looking back at the policemen, scowling viciously as if they dont have anything discontinue to do.Theyre finally reunited with the other five hood rats that walked away they all squabble like three year olds about why they walked away. All looking at each other in suspense, a fight breaks out. A bloody nose. A black eye. They never learn.