Apple Dreams

Apple thief!

The boy stood in the alley and stared at the apple sitting on the corner of the stall. Nothing else in the world mattered at that particular moment. He ignored the morning sun peeking over rooftops, women haggling loudly with farmers, children playing in the market, running around and through peoples legs as they shopped. Even the castle towering over the town didn't even register in his thoughts. His stomach grumbled as if to remind him that his last meal had been days ago, and not very filling either. 

There was no way he would be able to walk in and steal it like the others sometimes did. They were all better fed and dressed than he was, but if he got some of them muddy, he would be able to sneak in past the guards with them, hopefully without anyone noticing how relatively skinny he was. He noticed that some of the boys chasing each other had run into the alley several times already and he came to a decision. It was now or never, he was starving and that apple looked so delicious.

Thats when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

The End

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