Active Verbs 10 min write - Kathy

 Active Verbs - 10 min write

Kathy Heim

Billy dribbled his basketball several times, and then swoosh, knocked it through the torn net of the town’s run down park.  He sprinted to rebound his own shot, caught it and shot it again.  This time the ball missed and bounced to the right. landing under a park bench.  Billy crouched on his knees and lengthened his arm to grasp his ball and roll it back to him.  As he stood up, he sensed a tinge of danger. The late afternoon shadows grew long and all other kids already left for the day. Few cars rambled by.  Even the street vendors Glancing up, Billy noticed the  darkened sky.  Street lights hummed to life, the only sound he heard.  This was the witching hour kids like Billy dreaded.  Hoodlums and no-gooders invaded the park at sundown leaving kids like Billy susceptible.  No telling the troubles in front of him if he didn’t get home quickly.  The boy grabbed his ball, looked suspiciously around him, then ran towards home through the alleys and twisting narrow roads to his home on Apple Valley Road.  Billy’s heart pumped, and he sucked in air as he got near home, but suddenly, without a sound, a gloved hand reached out, grabbed him by the back of his hoodie, and pulled him into a darkened alley.