Ready or not... We've all said the words. We've all heard them. We've all played the game. The seeker buries his eyes in the crook of his arm, leaning against a tree, and begins counting... 1...2...3... We run. We run as fast as we can, torn between sneaky silence and the urge to get away and hide. We try to move quietly, but must flee hastily toward our temporary shelter, our disguise, our hiding place. We know that the seeker is fair. We know that the seeker isn't peeking. But we also know that the seeker is, while counting loud enough for all to hear, also listening to our footfalls, listening to the various directions we are each running to hide. 10...11...12... We each find a space, a spot that seems to be just our size, a covering that seems to be made just for us, perfectly waiting to hide us from the prying and determined eyes of the seeker. We crouch down and try so slow our breathing and wipe the ...
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