I Lost My Marbles (Children's Prose)

(the summer of 64 finally an invite to the "big game") a massive chestnut tree stood watch as we proudly displayed our marbles the circle was drawn, my left hand twitched wondering if the beady eyes noticed being the youngest, I had to go first the shot was sure and true center of the circle, my "cat eye" never failed concern bordered competitive faces Freddie stepped up pulling his "steely" a hideous marble, that matched his smile but his shot was perfect sending my beloved cat eye beyond the game went on for over two hours each player had at least one in the middle but none could match freddie's perfection the steely proved too intimidating down to my eleventh and final shot I saved the "sulfer" teddy bear a special marble that I cherished it smiled and on that day, I think it even winked nervously I stepped to the line aiming for the glaring steely my shot was way off to the right slowly rolling toward nothing just then a chestnut fell from the tree hitting the teddy, altering its course the marble rolled into the steely replacing its position perfectly there was a huge debate but I was declared the winner quickly I bagged my winnings not forgetting to include the chestnut I never played again for fear of losing such treasure but lost all my marbles in the 72' Agnes flood now I realize I never lost them they've just been replaced by the people in my life..........