The Skateboard

                                                                                                                            

It was a bright, windy day in middle of fall; when all the leaves were at their peak. I was in the mood to go skateboarding, so I bolted to fetch it from the backroom. Boarding is fun but for me it was never successful; today I came at it with a new optimism.

As I walked on the dirt road, I pictured myself doing ollies and kick flips; by the time I reached the paved part on our road I was more then ready to go! I confidently positioned the skateboard on the little slope and gave myself a push. The wind blowing on my face made me feel free like a bird soaring in the sky. I thought I has finally conquered the skateboard, when all the sudden my wheel hit a rock. I lost my balance and the skateboard flew from underneath my feet. My leg was skinned badly along with my hand. Defeated, I got up, eyes on the ground and limped over to the skateboard.

I trudged home and put my skateboard away. In my disappointment I found myself devouring a pint of Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream.