All the kids in town are gone; I do not know where. They were there one day, and gone the next. I no longer see them walking down our street, biking, playing. If they were not gone, I would join in.
All the kids in town are gone; I have no explanation why, and nobody will give one to me. Everyone seems so sad and concerned when I ask these questions. I suppose that they are sad that all the kids in town are gone.
They say it is Wednesday, but I know that they’re lying; it’s obviously a weekend. It could not possibly be a Wednesday, unless something special is going on. Maybe there is.
I did see a child, around my age, walking down the street today- but he was not one that I knew, and I know all of them. He must be from out of town.
All the kids in town are gone, and the town itself looks different, from what I can see. Landmarks are gone; they were there yesterday. I would check for myself but my body hurts so much I cannot walk. I know it is the same town from what I can see out of the window, but at the same time I sense that it is eerily different.
All the kids in town are gone, and I am used to it, but I do not know why.
All the kids in town are gone. Maybe they will be back tomorrow.