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Submitted to Contest #102
It was a Friday when I saw him, soaring through the air. Sixteen years old, we sat at the skatepark, living in the moonlight. It was the place to be, even though none of us had ever touched a board. It was just a spot away from the parents. Our own concrete kingdom. There weren’t many of us in town, that being anyone under eighteen and over twelve, so gathering was necessary. You could always be sure to find people at the skatepark. We would sit at the top of a ramp, so steep that our legs dangled in the air. Usually me, Ronnie, and Matt. It...
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