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Tuesday, July 22, 2003

if you hold it up to the light you'll see a rainbow

In my mind it is perfect. A purified memory of a lost age. Bright and unfaded as the day itself. Its the start of the school holidays and I’m rushing down a hill on my bike. The wind blowing on my bare legs, through my hair, and making my eyes water. Behind me I can hear the shouts of my friends telling me to slow down. I don’t because I know I’m safe and untouchable. I don’t because the rush of adrenaline is so thrilling. I just keep racing down that hill basking in the knowledge that for the next 6 whole weeks I will be free.

Posted by Rachel

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