Run
9th March 2006
He ran as fast as he could, up the slope
His tiny blue sandals flapped as he sprinted on the green grass
Pushing himself, he reached the trees at the horizon
Heart thumping fast, gasping for breath..
The triumph of being first
The wait for the rest of his cousins to catch up
Praises of how fast and agile he was rang through his ears
The smiles on the face of the adults..
These are my memories...
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