The Child of the Wind

The breeze was like a child whispering secrets in one's ear
A street light was flickering gently, illuminating the darkness for only seconds at a time
The street lay silent like a predator about to pounce on its prey
The air was crisp and the chill nipped at your nose
Nothing dared to disturb the looming silence
Then a strong gust of wind whistled throughout the empty streets
Ripping through the silence 
Leaves on the trees clung tightly to their branches as the wind whipped on
Trees rocked and swayed back and forth
While deserted buildings stood still like statues, yet they could give away at any moment
Suddenly it all stopped as quickly as it had started
Almost everything was silent again
Except the small creaking of a rusty swing on a worn down swing set
A small child's laughter echoed throughout the lonely park and dead town
The wind whistled back again, as if mocking the young boy's cackles 
He held up his hand, and all was still
A sly smirk slowly crept across the boy's face
He wasn't alone anymore, he had finally found a friend
Sliding off the rusty swing, he stepped into the overgrown grass
He spread his arms and let his new friend take him away
- NK