It was a bright day, a good day. Sam and Mara were lying on the park greens. Sam suddenly sat up and pointed to a group of kids playing football.
“Mara, lets grab their ball and run away.”
“God! How old are you, Sam? Why trouble them?”
“Experiences like these will just make them better friends. Besides, it’ll be fun.”
Sam made his signature puppy face. Mara sighed.
In a few seconds, the kids were hugging each other, screaming in fright. Their ball was levitating away.
Sam and Mara spent their days as best friends.
Even after death.
Written for Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge