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Old school

by TheMack

Back in the old days... I miss the good old days when the only pain I ever felt was was scraped knees and f*cked up elbows... The days when going to the doctor meant getting a lollipop or a sweet. The days when I thought my shadow was spying me and that I could become a superhero just by using any towel as a cape. Those days when I could wear anything I wanted to because the other kids didn't care about what I wore; And that if I had shoes that lit up in the darkness I was "THE SHIT!" And in the car, I miss the times I would get angry at my older sister for taking the front seat. The times when getting your pencil or rubber stolen was the only real drama in the world. And to get Girls; all you needed to do was run fast...(Damn I was slow as a turtle)
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Oh and I miss the magic shows; And I miss those Sportdays I never went to... Hahahaha!!!!

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