Jimmy at the Playground

One lazy afternoon in the fall, little Jimmy was bored until he got 
an idea. He called up his friend Billy and said, "Do you want to go to 
the park and play?"
   "Sure," Billy said, and twenty minutes later they left for the park.
   When they arrived it was already getting dark. They played on the 
merry-go-round and slides until it got really dark. Billy's mom had wanted 
him home earlier than Jimmy's mom, so Billy finally said that he had to go. 
Jimmy didn't want to go home although his mother said she didn't want him 
out there by himself.
   Jimmy started to play on the monkey bars and began to think, "This 
isn't much fun by myself. I think I'll go home soon."
   While Jimmy was thinking this, he lost his grip and fell. He landed on 
the ground right on a sharp rocked that severed his spine and paralyzed 
him. Little Jimmy was in a dilly of a pickle.
   Jimmy tried to call for help, but no one came. He stayed there the whole 
night, and it got really chilly. It was less than ten degrees the next 
day and the next, so no one came to the playground. Eventually little Jimmy 
died of a combination of dehydration and hypothermia. When he was found, 
he was nothing more than a dried up Jimmy popsicle.

THE END