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Grade
7

The gloomy sky mourns, but that’s

okay because we make our

 

own sun. The jump rope swings and

we race through it; our worries

 

abandoned on the other side. My

hands clutch my heaving stomach, my

 

friends grinning. Our laughter is

uncontrollable. I charge

 

again through the rope-

but it catches me. Giggling,

 

I trade places with the holder;

the plastic still warm from

 

their touch. The red-and-white tubes

on the rope click as it

 

flirtatiously slaps against the

wizened green grass.  All around us:

 

joy. joy. joy.

 

The teacher yells. The fun has

ended. I stagger dizzily

 

towards the line, but I stumble

and fall, gasping. A fresh set

 

of giggles burst from my lips.

The sharp blades of grass poke my

 

spine, but I just can’t. Stop. Laughing.

My friend chuckles as I stand

 

unsteadily. We rush back to

reality together, the

 

rope left behind

curved in a sad smile.

State
CA
Zip Code
90049