Landing on the bark, from my leap off the old metal jungle gym, brought me justice from above. My discrepancy after the teacher yelled "freeze", landed me sitting on the hot brick wall. these years kept moving in the same direction. For the first time I felt my fist against a bony human face, it came and went faster than most things. Before I knew it I found myself sitting on a hot yellow dot, painted on the cement, only showing off my new deed.
Knowing that having too much fun comes with consequence, I didn't expect finding myself under a playground covered in my own blood and tears. With a new crooked nose and thick scar, I seemed to gain more and more flaws.
From the time I shredded my knee on asphalt to the times bloody fights brought me new friends. The moments after sliding down a rock face with no shirt, finding that nothing was worse than bleeding from your side. Or, even, the moments my crazed stalker almost tore my arm off.
Every second that passed as I lay upside-down in a bush, hiding from the passing police car, I reminisced on my past adventures. The strain of my heart, brought thoughts of glorious soccer victories. Every second the lights flashed off of house windows, reminded me of the first time I saw leaves on a tree. The leaves, bright and green, moved in the wind revealing bits of the sun.
Now, this day, I fell into a hole of injury and haven't climbed out since. The day hope slipped through my fingers, was the first day of mortality, mortality I still feel. the potential of the past was lost by the present. I stand in the now, missing the past and fearing the future.
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