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Personal Writing: The Burnside Project

I come around the corner, and a smile comes across my face. I love
it when there isn't a crowd. Only two other people braved the chill, and
had the will, to get up this early. Upon arrival, my view is enhanced.
Though I've seen it enough to burn an image into my subconscious, each
visit brings new wonder. I climb onto the lower platform, and quickly
scale the small wall to the upper. I nod at the other already standing
there.

I've seen him before, but I don't need to know his name. A silent
friendship binds us that rarely needs words. An occasional cheer or wince
says more than the daily chat most are forced to endure. The sound of the
second person rolls softly in my ears. His ...

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hip. He glides past it, and I start to notice
the entire view before me as he blends into a larger picture.

I see grey. Every shade of grey, in all its variety blends and
curves from the lightest near whites, to a deepness rivaling black. The
darkness overhead drones with the sound of a thousand automobile tires
humming on the top of the bridge. Though designed for another purpose, it
serves well as protection from the rain and weather. The sun and light, as
well as the wind, come from the sides. The wind blows softly this morn,
yet it nips at exposed skin. I know I will soon appreciate its soothing
aspects as I warm up, so I try not to be bitter about it chilling my
already cool body.

I hear the familiar pop of an ollie and my eyes automatically track
its source. I turn in time to see him land on the transition. He landed
the maneuver perfectly on the six foot ramp across from me. I whistle
softly in appreciation. I follow his course and become interested in ...

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Added: 11/19/2006 03:03:32 AM
Category: Creative Writing
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