Random Thought

I was 8 years old or thereabout, I loved to play. Yes I loved to play with the guys, the reason simply was because my neighbours were guys; My Mum was the only woman with more than one female child around my neighbourhood.On this fateful day, while playing with the guys that was around 6 in the evening. We were just outside the house of one of our neighbour, only for the woman of the house to “call me out” to go inside my house and cook.I don’t know why I never forgot that incidence or how I felt. I didn’t like her much after that.