Thump, thump, thump....there was somebody dribbling the basketball outside. "Rohan, come. Lets play", he shouted standing at the gate of Rohan's house. Nobody came out. He went to Akshay's house. "Akshay, please come out. There is no one else to play with. I am so bored." No response there too. He went to so many houses but no one came out. After all, no parent would let his child respond to this creepy voice and go out at 3:00 AM. So he played alone. Every day since that terrible accident killed him while playing on the same street.
Originally published on Momspresso.com under the #100WordStory prompt.