abandoned playground - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The slow creeks of the swings, rusty and weathered, sent shivers down my spine. All of the memories of my childhood came flooding back; the once yellow tunnel was now a brown-beige and barely visible through the patches of moss and vines. What had been a place of joy, of peace and tranquility, could be the set of some horror movie. I'm not sure what made me turn away, sadness perhaps, another piece of my childhood severed.