Jack and Jill storytelling

It’s been ten months since I’ve escaped. To this day, I can still hear my brother’s whimpers begging me to run. I’ve experienced nightmares since that day and suffer from dreadful headaches. It was March 23, 1964, the sun was shining bright through the windows. It was a perfect day for my brother Jack and I to go out to a nearby park and play fetch with our dog skit. He wore his favorite pair of navy blue shorts with a white buttoned down shirt, while I wore a navy blue dress with a white ribbon placed above my waist. Jack’s hair was neatly combed to the right. Mom insisted she’d add white ribbons onto my pigtails. Our shoes were quite similar, they were the ones you’d use for school. Mom always tried to have Jack and I match since we were twins. She thought we looked adorable. We had the same shade of brunette as our hair color, light green eyes and the same shaped nose.
We walked towards the park after our mom kissed us both on our cheeks. Ms. Grace worked at a bakery and greeted us with that warm smile she had while we passed. Everyone knew each other since we lived in a small town. After walking for 7 blocks we arrived to the park. We threw a stick that we found lying on the grass for skit to get.
After what appeared as 15 minutes, a tall male figure appeared in front of us. He wore a gray suit and carried some sort of black briefcase. “Hey fellas, I’m John.” He said. John, I thought to myself. I don’t remember a John living here. “Would you two kids like some ice-cream, I own an ice-cream parlor not far from here.” He grinned widely. Without hesitating Jack accepted. “No Jack, sorry sir we can’t.” “Oh come on Jill, it’s free ice cream.”
I gave in and accepted too, I imagined the colorful sprinkles on an icy cold chocolate ice cream cone. The man led us to his car and opened the back door for us. We adjusted the seat belt and he drove off. I looked to my left side and saw Jack with a huge grin planted on his face. He seemed like the happiest