Paper Rush
It's cold, the freezing wind brushes up against your arms and face. You are too distracted with the adrenaline rush shooting through you. As you creep closer and closer to the house, thinking every occasional car will see you. You are having second thoughts about this, but you want to keep going. You and your partner creep closer through the grass, across the street, until you make a mad dash to the nearest garbage can. Your heart is racing so hard you can barely notice you forgot to tie your shoe. You kneel down, and tightly double-knot them. Then you bravely pick up your backpack, and proceed down the dark, cold street.
As you and your partner reach the house, you unzip the cold zipper on the silk black backpack. You toss rolls to your partner, as you say in a hushed voice, "Let's move." You toss your backpack behind a bush, expecting nobody to notice its straps hanging out of the twigs.
Only then do you slip your fingers under the tip of the roll, unfurling the first square. You begin by tossing the first roll high up in to the sky, not knowing where it will land. You shudder as the roll makes a slam sound on the leafless gutters of the house. You watch as your partner begins tossing rolls at the house too. Suddenly, you hear a car. Your heart races and shivers are shot down your spine so fast you have no time to know what emotion you are feeling. You and your friend dive headfirst into a large bush, trying to maintain not making any noise due to the bloody knee you have. The car passes by, you can see the lights on, and the driver is suspecting you. He's driving so slow, that your own breathing sounds to you like a gun shot. Despite the fear, you are actually enjoying all of this as the cold blood trickles down your leg, and drips onto your sock.
The car eventually leaves, and what was a few minutes seemed like countless hours. You toss the remaining rolls, approach your backpack, and run so fast, you ignore the car following you. When you finally do see it, you think everything is going to end. You want to lay down and go to sleep, never waking up, but every glance up at your partner gives you enough strength and will to propel yourself to run fast enough to eventually lose the car.
Finally, you are face to face with your partner, leaning back-against a fence, across the street from your house. When everything is safe, you haul over your lawn, and quietly grasp the doorknob. Your shaking and rather cold hands make it hard to open the door, but as you do, you feel as though you are king of the world. You, have just successfully TP'd somebody.
I just TP'd somebody and I felt like expressing all of this. Lol.
