I boost myself up on to a the first branch. Then I grab the second and hoist myself even farther upwards. I look down as my cousin tries to follow me.
Tries I think
Not succeeds
One thing I want to be
Alone
I keep on going higher and higher until I reach the point where all the other tree limbs are unsteady.
I smile and grab some candy from my easter basket I have conveniently stashed up here.
I pop in my earbuds and press shuffle. Man in the mirror starts to play and I quietly look out on the street and garden below.
I count the cars passing by and just relax.
one
two
three
four
five
...
thirteen
I love and hate easter. One you get to eat candy but that one has kinda changed for me (obvious reasons). Another is that I get to see my grandma. I love old people, they are caring and considerate unless of course there not which is rarely the case for me. Plus my grandma makes a killer roast beef.
Maybe I should go inside and get some more
but my cousin might catch me
cousin
beef
cousin
beef
cousin
beef
...
beef
I hop down from the tree and go get some more roast beef
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