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Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground.The worst thing u could get from boys were cooties. Mom was ur hero n Dad was the man u were going to marry.ur worst enemies were ur siblings.Race issues were who ran the fastest.War was a card game.The only drug u knew of was cough medicine.The only thing you smoked was the tires on your bike.The only thing that hurt were skinned knees & the only things that could get broken were your toys.Life was simple and care free,but what I remember the most was actually wanting to grow up. this is the beginning of forever...
*KW Seniors 2006*