A few blocks down from my house, was an empty park. It was kinda creepy really, but my curiousitiy got the best of me. The day after I moved in, I went to visit the park. It was musty and grey, also the air made it a bit hard to breath. The sidewalk was all cracked and covered in a layer of sand. The benches were rotten and the paint was chipped and had a rusty texture to it. And yet, I felt as I was being watched, well what do you expect for going into a creepy place. I ignored the feeling and kept walking. I came up to a wooden play area. The blue and yellow extierior of the jungle gym was covered in dirt from rain. How come no one came to