The Boy

Catching the signal from one of her friends, Angela brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. His back faced her with his hood pulled over his head. The street was filled with nothing but silence as she slowly approached him. There he was, curled up into a ball like a small child.
“Hey, you okay?” she shouted in his direction. Her friends on the opposite side of the street starring with their eyes stuck to him like glue. Her voice echoed down the silent street as he slowly shakes his head. Giving her friends a nervous look she fidgets with her hair and refuses to get any closer. He sat there wearing a large black sweatshirt with nothing bit his fingers tips showing. He rocked back and forth on the ice cold sidewalk. No part of his face showed and he wouldn’t respond to anyone.
“Angela, who’s that?” her friend Emily whispers with her finger pointing at him. Angela shrugged her shoulders and placed her hands on her hips trying to get a good look at him. She gets closer takes a deep breath and gently pats his shoulder. He stops rocking and lets out a loud groan. Causing Angela and her friends to jump up and gasp.
“Are you okay?” Angela says once again.
His voice crackly and his words hard to understand
“No, I’m not” he whispered. His eyes still not visible. Angela looks at her friends who are starring back with a confused look on their faces. She raised her arms and motioned them to come over.
Standing there watching him the three of them try their best to get any information out of him. Nothing seemed to work, all they had caused was for him to start rocking back and forth again, but this time even faster than the last. Not sure of what to do Angela crosses the street and heads towards her house, telling her friends she would be back, “ I should get my phone so we can call for help” she shouts. Just as she walked through her front door she hears a piercing scream that fills the neighborhood. She drops her phone and runs outside. Her heart beats fast as she notices the boy is missing. Neither one of her friends are anywhere to be seen. She looks to her left, and watches a family getting in their car. She then glances to her right as kids play in their yards. And no one seemed to have heard of seen anything.