Mackenzie makes for the slim gap in the wood fences between two of the three adjoining yards. She hears another:
*snap!*
And feels a BB ricochet off the fence, even as she scurries away from her own yard into that of the neighbors. As soon as she makes it through the tight gap, Mackenzie feels a poke of cold metal at the small of her back, and a little boy’s voice says, “Stick `em up! I mean it, lady! I’ll shoot you point blank!”
Hesitantly, Mackenzie raises her hands. “Higher.”, the boy tells her. Suddenly, the boy that had been shooting BB’s at her to corral her out of her own yard appears from between the gap in the fences, sees her, and cries, “Ha! It worked, Marcus! You’re our backyard play prisoner now! You have to do as we say!”, and he pokes the barrel of his gun into her side.
“Hey! Cut it out, you little brats! I-I’ll tell your parents!”, cries Mackenzie, as the boys back her further into their back yard, pointing their BB guns at her.
They have her flinching as they point their guns first high, then low, causing Mackenzie to expose herself for their delight, “Oh yeah! What are you going to tell our Mom and Dad? That you creeped into our yard naked and acting crazy?”, grins the other of the two rotten little twerps who live next to Mackenzie. The Adams boys: Tayshaun and Marcus!
“Besides, our parents already left for the day!", Tayshaun informs her, "We get to play with you until noon, if we’re lucky! Now, for starters, let’s have you…”
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