Beware the Little Children

"On a patchy section of lawn, beside a faded pink pre-fab, stood a pair of little girls. One had light hair and one had dark hair. One was short and one was even shorter. Both were unkempt, draped in mismatched dresses and leggings with holes in the knees. Grubby trainers were Velcroed to pigeon-toed feet and neon bands held unwashed hair in lopsided ponytails. Around their wrists were tied bits of string and stacks of cheap plastic bracelets.
Between the two rested what must have been a soccer ball before it had been left in the sun to fade away to a dull yellow."Newly unemployed and overwhelmed, Aled was not prepared for the two little girls and their demands for attention. And why would he have been? He did not know the girls, he had never seen them before. All Aled wanted to do was go home and wallow in self pity. The girls, however, had plans of their own.
They would not be dissuaded. They would not be ignored. The two little girls wanted a playmate for their deadly games and Aled was the only one in sight.