‘There’s another one” Polly shouted at Teddy, are we going to make it to him in time?”
Teddy looked right and then left noting the water that was now flowing freely down the hill essentially cutting them off from the boy before them.
“I don’t think so Polly, I don’t think so. Besides it looks like it has already started.”
Stopping just at the edge of the water Polly watched as the boy clutched at his stomach. It was almost like he knew what was coming as he looked towards the building, where not five minutes before his friends had stood. Now, they flipped and rustled in the wind, having turned into something forever autumnal.
“My Mum said everyone ‘leaves’ eventually, I just didn’t know this was what she meant” said the boy before joining his friends.
Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge – Word count 137