This is an entry for this week's Fifty Word Story Challenge coordinated by @jayna. I haven't done many of these super short flashes, but this one is exactly fifty words, sans title.
This story is taken from early childhood memories. my brother and I would walk the near-mile to my grandmother's house every day. We'd make up stories along the way, stories we'd always call "Buddies" of some sort. Boat Buddies, Car Buddies, Fishing Buddies, Flying Buddies... this time we were Explorer Buddies.
Taken By The Bank
"It's like a tunnel!" Petey clawed his way into the underbrush overgrowing the bank. "Come on! It's a real tunnel under here!"
The viney things scratched at my face, bled my arms. “I can’t get through!”
I listened for Petey, but he was gone. Taken by the bank, forever lost.
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