Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26251513-20150328004535

This is my first pasta, please tell me if it's good!

'My family moved into one of the first houses in a brand new neighborhood. We were the only house on our street and we were on the cul de sac. On the end of the cul de sac across from our house was a family cemetery that has been there for years. Well my older brother and I one afternoon decided to play soccer in the circle. It was starting to get dark and we were about to go back in when my brother kicked the ball by me. It went up the hill to where our neighbors house was being built. ( it was just cleared out land at the time ) I start to go up the hill when I notice two children are standing by the ball. I look at my brother and he sees them as well. They were wearing old time clothes which I found strange. We yelled for them to kick the ball back to us but they just stared at us. Weird. My brother decided to go get it when they obviously weren't going to give it back. Once he started up the hill they turned and walked away. When he got to the ball he looked around and said they were gone. Now there is no way they could of made it to the tree line or anything. I could tell he was was scared and we both high tailed it back inside. Not sure who we saw...'

I will call it "The Girls" 