Ok, this is a songfic based on The Madonna song "This Used To Be My Playground" I hope y'all like it!!! The words with the stars are the song.





*This used to be my playground*

Teddy Duchamp stared at himself in the rearview mirror of his car. What was he doing?

*This used to be my childhood dream*

It was that song his 15 year old daughter, Janelle, had been listen to this morning

*This used to be the place I ran to*

That's what was making him go back

*Whenever I was in need*

Back to that old tree house

*Of a friend*

That tree house where they had spent so much time.

*Why did it have to end*

Why did it have to end? Why? Why did Chris have to die?

*And why do they always say*

Why, before Teddy even got to say what a great friend Chris had been?





*Don't look back*

*Keep your head held high*

*Don't ask them why*

*Because life is short*

*And before you know*

*You're feeling old*

*And your heart is breaking*

*Don't hold on to the past*

*Well that's too much to ask*



*This used to be my playground*

Why did Chase have to sing that song at the breakfast table this morning? Gordie Lachance thought.

*This used to be my childhood dream*

Most 8 year old boys did not sing Madonna songs at the table, but his son did.

*This used to be the place I ran to*

Now here Gordie was driving from the next town over.

*Whenever I was in need*

Just to see this stupid tree house

*Of a friend*

Friend? They had been great friends. To bad none of them had kept in touch over the years

*Why did it have to end*

Everything had to end. Gordie couldn't help but think, if they hadn't gone that summer, maybe they'd still be friends

*And why do they always say*

But Gordie didn't like to think about what might have been. So he just drove on.



*Live and learn

*Well the years they flew

*And we never knew

*We were foolish then

*We would never tire

*And that little fire

*Is still alive in me

*It will never go away

*Can't say goodbye to yesterday can't say goodbye

*This used to be my playground*

Vern Tessio hurried down the sidewalk

*This used to be my childhood dream*

That annoying girl next door just had to be blaring that song, didn't she?

*This used to be the place I ran to*

Vern knew he never liked that girl

*Whenever I was in need*

He never went by the tree house, never even passed it!

*Of a friend*

But now that's where he was headed

*Why did it have to end*

He had read about Chris's death in the paper

*And why do they always say*

At first he thought maybe it had been a mistake, a misprint, but he knew it wasn't. Chris was gone.



*No regrets*

*But I wish that you*

*Were here with me*

*Well then there's hope yet*

*I can see your face*

*In our secret place*

*You're not just a memory*

*Say goodbye to yesterday the dream*

*Those are words I'll never say I'll never say*



*This used to be my playground *

The three old friends were surprised to see each other

*This used to be our pride and joy*

They hugged uncomfortably

This used to be the place we ran to

They stared up at what was left of the old tree house with tears in their eyes

*That no one in the world could dare destroy*

They mourned the lost of their best friend. Of a kindred spirit. Of Chris Chambers