2. Part 2
The boy in the oversized hoodie waited for a few seconds to turn around and see is the tall man was there. He looked on the ground and found a tree branch, he picked it up and wielded it. He heard a gust of wind and spun around, the man was gone. The boy breathed heavy and started to walk back to the park, he wait for his mom to pick him up and take him home.
‘Ahhh, i can’t believe i was too shy to approach him,’ the boy thought to himself. He laid down under a shady tree next to his favorite swing set he stared up into the clouds and thought, ‘why does he watch everyone all the time it’s so creepy! Someone need to tell him to knock it off.’ He laid under the tree in the snow for about 15 minutes and would think to himself, ‘why does he dress up so nicely just to look at people?’
“HEY! Come on, get in!” He heard his mother shout from the car. “Comin’!’” The hooded boy said. Jumping up and grabbing his school bag. He hopped in the back seat and the boys brother shouted from the front, “That’s where my sweater has been, you little punk!” “YEA, and it smells nasty JUST LIKE YOU!” the hooded boy shouted. “Sweetie, will you please take off that hood, you look like a little thug.” Their mom asked him “Aw, come on mom im in 6th grade now i can do whatever i want with my clothes!” He begged. “You mean MY clothes pipsqueak . . .” The older boy in the front whispered. “Fine, i know its your hoodie i was just borrowing it sheesh it gets cold around this time of year. . .”