I picked up Jim's truck and played a game with him.
'Haha!' He giggled excitedly.
It was the only toy he had so he had to make the most of it. The only toy I had was a big roll of wool. I used it to cut and stick little models together. My mum said I was talented at art but I knew otherwise.
'Mum. Shall I go round to the chippy?' I asked my mum.
'Please do! I'm starving. Here you are.' Mum handed me over some spare change and I charged out of the door (only because I was starving).
I raced through the street until I saw it right at the end of the road.
'Oh yum.' I mumbled to myself.
I walked up to Derek who smiled at me.
'Hello Lara. The usual?' He asked.
'Yes please.' I smiled at him and my stomach rumbled.
'Haha! I better be quick.' He laughed.
I heard a loud yelling from behind me.
'It's a disgrace! Take away's here! I mean come on! Where are the restaurants?!' a posh looking lady shouted on her phone.
'Mother, please calm down. You're causing a bit of a scene.' The boy next to her told her.
'Fuck you!' She swore at the person down the phone and threw it down at the ground in a temper.
The boy smiled at me, looking slightly embarrassed.
'Are you ok miss?' I asked the lady.
'And now we have tramps talking to us! Eurgh! Go away!' Her temper made my lips wobble nervously and then a tear slid down my cheek. I couldn't help it. It just came.
'You have such a cold heart, mother.' The boy told her.
'Then you do to.' His mother looked down at him like he was a disgrace to the family.
'Don't look at your son like that.' I told the woman.
'Just shut up, you tramp!' I quickly grabbed my fish and chips and ran home, tears filling my eyes.