They looked old; so, it must have happened awhile back. Seeing as how this road is so unpredictable in its path, it was most likely a visitor who had the accident. I also noticed many large potholes in various places where I was walking. I looked down one of them, and I swore it was about three feet deep. A little child could fall down that thing if it wasn't careful. I think I had seen more insects on this one road than I had ever seen in the city. I was squishing a bug on every other step and swatted at countless crickets and such. I had also seen a few snakes off in the grasses, and these weren't the typical garden snakes I had seen back home, either.
As I was heading up towards a pond, I could see a young child playing football with himself. He had a little Cocker Spaniel dog along with him just sitting there watching him play. The child was a young boy and looked to be about six years in age. He had on a blue sweatshirt with some type of star on it. I thought it seemed a little hot for a sweatshirt, but I remembered how many stickers country grass had. He also had on some gray sweatpants that stopped before it got to his shoes. His shoes were just plain white with no sign of any name brand on them. I could not tell his hair color because he had on a plastic Dallas Cowboys" football helmet. He was acting like he was playing on the Cowboys, just liked I used to do when I was a little boy. He pretended that he was all the players for both teams. I remembered doing this same thing in my backyard at my old house. I only had a younger sister; so, I had to play on my own. I looked around to see if any other children were around but saw none. The reason I looked was because I saw the child had four other helmets with him. I noticed he switched helmets every time he became a new team. I did the same thing, too. When the little boy took a break, he called over his dog, which was named Brandy.