I walk through the gap of the sliding glass door. My eyes are filled with radiant bright sunlight and blue skies. Almost a normal day except for the fact that there was a sprawling wasteland of concrete that was like a giant sized parking lot that was the size of a city block and it was surrounded by tall green grass like a tropical jungle. Sitting on high thrones known as lawn chairs in the middle of the desolate concrete were two giant women. You wanted to walk towards them but you feared that they'd see you easily if you simply walked in the middle of the pavement. You're going to have to go around.
You slowly creep along the wall of the house exterior making slow movement and watching the women carefully as they talked and laughed. Taking casual sips in between talks of beverages in clear cups. Beads of sweat formed around your forehead as the sun rays smothered you and as nervousness took hold. You made it to the outside of the concrete box. You then stay next to the tall stalks of grass knowing that if you're seen you could easily jump into the grass and disappear, you think. You walked and started to approach the side of your Mom's lawn chair. You felt more nervous as if she turns her head she could easily see you trying to creep along the grass line. But you continue. Soon you are behind the lawn chairs and relatively safe. What do you do now?
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