I followed them home watching the three boys, Clarke Isaac, the eldest, Jordan Taylor, the middle, and Zachary, the youngest. I found Zac to be too hyper and Ike just didn’t suit my personality but Taylor…he was exactly like me, only younger. The features, hair and eyes, were the same as mine naturally, so all I had to do was take his life and shift my age, amongst a few miscellaneous things.
I remember exactly how it happened. I had been watching him for over a week, you know, to figure out his personality. As soon as I got that and his movements down, it would be easy from there on in.
One day, I followed the family to a local park. You have to realize that by this time the boys were still young. They wouldn’t know what his them. I watched as the family got out of their car and the tree boys ran to a set of swings that were about twenty feet from where I was watching. Taylor was helping Zac on the swings, pushing him lightly. Zac complained, saying he wanted to swing higher.
“Zac, mommy says you shouldn’t swing too high, you might fall off like last time and hurt yourself.” Taylor said in his mature big- brotherly voice. I found it amazing how ground up he acted for only being seven years old. I watched as he kept on pushing Zac on the swings gently.
“This is boring!” Zac complained. He jumped off the wings and ran full speed toward the eldest son Ike. Ike had already found a young lady to talk to. He was blushing like normal and smiling as she talked.
“IKE!” Zac yelled as he bounded towards his big brother and jumped on his back.
“ZAC! GET OFF!” Ike yelled. I turned my attention away from them and back to the middle child. Taylor sat on the swings by himself, his head hung low. I felt sort of bad for him. He was a very quiet child I could tell. I watched silently as Ike pushed Zac away and Zac came running back towards Taylor.
“Let’s play hide and seek!” Zac smiled a toothy grin.
“I don’t really want to play…” Taylor answered, not looking up from his seat on the swing.
“Come on!” Zac said as he began to whine.
“Don’t whine!” Taylor said angrily.
“I’ll stop if you play hide and seek with me.” Zac smiled.
“Go ask Ike.” Taylor said angrily.
“I don’t want to.” Zac said as he began to whine again.
“ZAC!” Taylor yelled. Zac pursed his lips together and stomped off towards Ike. By then the girl had left.
“Tay and I want to play hide and seek…”
“Go ahead.” Ike said.
“Play with us.”
“I don’t want…”
“Fine!” Ike said angrily. I watched as the brothers walked over to Taylor. Taylor still sat on the swings silently.
“Let’s play!” Zac said excitedly.
“All right but Zac’s it!” Ike yelled and within one second, both Taylor and Ike were off. I laughed to myself as I watched Zac kick the dirt angrily.
“THIS ISN’T FAIR!” He yelled into the air. He walked over to a near by tree and started counting.
I moved quickly and followed the direction Taylor had gone off to. I kept silent as I saw him look all around for a hiding spot and then began climbing a tree. How perfect. No one would find him…ever.
I stood down at the base of the tree as he climbed higher and higher. I smiled to myself, thinking about how easy this was going to be.
In one move, I was on the opposite branch from him. I was so quiet, he didn’t even know I was there. I licked my lips as I looked at my awaiting victim, sitting so nicely in the tree across from me.
“Hello.” I said. I must have startled him because he almost slipped.
“Uh…uh…hello.” He said nervously.
“Are you hiding from someone?” I smiled.
“Uh…we’re playing hide and go seek.” He said with wide eyes.
“I like that game. It’s fun.” I said. He looked at me nervously.
“Oh…I’d like to introduce myself…I’m…uh…Taylor.” I smiled.
“That’s my name.” He said shocked. His expression soon changed to a warm smiled.
“What a coincidence.” I laughed.
“Uh…why are you up in this tree?” He asked as he stared at me.
“I like to sit up here.” I answered and looked out to the park below me.
“Oh.” Was all he said. I got up and made my way over to the branch he was perched on.
“So…Taylor…how old are you?” I asked.
“I’m seven.” He answered and nervously licked his lips.
“How old are you?” He asked, turning to look at me again.
“Uh…eleven.” I answered. I had recently taken on the shape of an eleven-year-old boy with brown hair and blue eyes. I tired of his existence real fast.
“You’re older than my brother Ike.” He said.
“Uh…Taylor…” I asked.
“Yes.” He said as he looked down at the ground.
“Do you ever get tired of your body?” I said directly.
“Wha…what?” He stuttered.
“I do.” I smiled.
“Uh…” He stammered as he looked at me with wide eyes.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Uh…I…uh…” he said. He seemed extremely nervous.
“You shouldn’t be afraid of thinking those things you know.” I smiled.
“But…I…” I just stared at him. He quickly turned his face away and looked down towards the ground. I shrugged my shoulders and sighed.
“You seem unhappy.” I said.
“Wh…why do you say that?” He asked as he looked back at me.
“I don’t know. You just do.” I answered. He just looked at me again, seemingly very puzzled. Anything I said seemed to psyche him out.
“You never answered my question.” I said and looked at him straight in the eye.
“If you ever get tired of your body?” I smiled and moved in closer towards him. I could tell he was getting uncomfortable. He moved towards the end of the branch and I moved with him. He moved again and I followed suit. Again and again he tried to scoot away from me and he had scooted too far. The limb he was on snapped and he began to fall. I had to act fast.
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