[ WP ] the year is nineteen hundred and fourty , and something.. isnt ... right .

The fall leaves rustled in the wind through the crowd of children. One stray leaf found itself separated form the rest as it rose into the sky, only to land on the top of a monkey bar. As it lay there a great hand came swooping from below, forcing the lone leaf to curl around the bar. As the child let the other monkey bar go he fell flat to his bum. The leave proved to slippery of a surface for him to continue his long trek across the bars. 
 
 The child began to cry and the lone leaf could not help but feel responsible. Of course it was n't the leaf's fault, it can not control the whims of the wind. The leaf, still stuck in the child's hands, could feel the child's pain through his tight grip. Angry at the leaf the child throws the leaf to the ground and continues his plea for help. Finally one of the teachers rushes over, stomping on the leaf in her wake, over the child. The man picked up the child and began to carry him to the nurse, leaving the leaf alone on the playground. The leaf tried ever so hard to follow the teacher and child, but was swooped away by the wind. 
 
 The leaf was then circling the playground, confused as to why the wind was choosing the playground as it's focal point. But the leaf is not aware of the wind's motives, simply of it's actions. Soon enough the leaf found itself rushed to the ground just in front of a small girl. The girl ran right at the leaf, suddenly falling. Again the leaf proved to be a rather slippery surface, this time for a shoe rather than a hand though. Suddenly the leaf felt the same sense of guilt as it had before. 
 
 The girl, much like the boy, began to cry. She paid much less attention to the leaf however, focusing solely on her pain. It seems that teachers care much more for the cries of a young girl than a boy, for they came within seconds of the shriek. An older lady came by to pick the girl up and follow the same route as the teacher before her. When the girl was safely in the nurses office, the wind picked the leaf up yet again for another few circles around the playground. 
 
 The wind apparently decided it was now bored of this playground and moved it's focal point east into the forest. However the speed was picking up. Apparently the wind was not in a good mood as it only blows this fast when something is about to happen. As the wind picks up, the leaf begins to circle a tree in the forest with such velocity that it manages to cut a small twig off the tree. Suddenly the leaf realizes the wind is continually picking up more than just speed. There are not branches, rocks and other assorted foliage flailing about in the wind. 
 
 Suddenly, as if at a breaking point, the wind begins to move it's focal point. Along the way picking up a newspaper. The date was October 29th, 1940, and the headline read `` Massive Spike in Tornado Activity'' and suddenly the leaf could understand what was happening. The focal point soon neared the playground. The sound of the wind howling across the monkey bars. The children tried to run inside, but none could get past the barrage of sticks and stones. 
 
 After the wind had it's tantrum through the playground and picnic area, it calmed down. The wind stopped rushing and completely disappeared in an instant. The leaf fell to the ground just as a door flew open to reveal the teacher, woman and two kids. They just looked outside stunned at the massacre. The leaf suddenly felt a sense of pride instead of guilt. For the boy no longer felt a pain on his bum, and the girl no longer felt a pain in her twisted ankle. 
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 I do n't write very often and I hope you guys like it. I am sorry if it seems scattered, I know I can do that sometimes. Maybe I will work on this again tomorrow and have an update for you!
