ruling the hill. a short story

ruling the hill
Mom said "zak, go play with aran". aran [not his real name] was 6 years old but zak just 5. aran's hite (height) barely one meter tall but the 5 year old was even shorter than the brats his own age.
zak went and said "we should play inside where the air-conditioning cools the house."--you wait here until i will choose a game."
the older boy, named aran climbed up a steep hill and announced "we will play ruling the hill. i am on top of the hill, so i start as the ruler."
zak whined "you told me to wait down here why do you get to start at the top"?--just play--how?-- your job is to capture the mountain.
zak tried to climb the hill which was only 2 meters, but very steep, and found it was too steep to climb. but zak kept trying... again and again to crawl up the steep hill... until finally he neared the top and...  aran pushed his shoulders and zak fell down the hill onto the grass.
after several attempts zak "learned" that it was easier to fall down than to go up and announced "you win. now it is my turn to start at the top." then aran and zak argued because aran said "you can ONLY be at the top if you capture it" and zak retorted "you started at the top, you must be fair if you started at the top once then i get to start at the top once"
aran laughed so zak continued "if you let me start at the top then the third game you can start at the top." aran agreed to come down the hill and zak climbed up the hill.
aran walked away from the hill and then ran towards the steep hill and moving fast jump up the steep two meters. zak prepared to copy the strategy and push arans shoulders but aran grabbed zaks arm... and pulled zak down... throwing zak from the hill.  then when zak was on the ground aran climbed the hill and conquered it. now zak announced "you win now i will keep my word and you start on top."
aran stood ready as king of the mountain and zak ran away from the steep hill and then back towards it and now moving quickly it was much easier to run uphill and... as aran reached for zak shoulder... zak did the same method grabbing aran arm... and pulling with his arms and weight pulling down the hill,  aran hollered "that is not fair" zak pulled with his weight down same as he had learned while aran argued "you need to go up or it does not count" but if so aran's victory did not count either...
zak and aran tumbled down the hill and zak hurried to climb... but aran had a new trick grabbing zaks leg. zak jumped from the higher point of the hill tackling aran and while aran was flattened, zak climbed up the hill and announced "i am king, you get an "ef" for failing."
aran ran to zaks door and started crying "zak pushed me down the hill". soon zak's  mom shouted at zak "you pushed him down the hill that is bad" zak tried to defend himself "that was the game" and his parents like most parents said "no excuses you are punished for pushing aran down a hill" you can guess how zak felt that his parents refused to listen and refused to use their "ear" the organ for hearing.
so the next day when zak returned from school, and before his parents got home, he pulled the sheets away from their mattress and pulled the plastic cover back and then poured from the carton of orange juice. last he pulled the sheets back and covered it with the blanket... some justice for stubborn parents who blame him without knowing the whole story.
words used: ear the organ that detects sound