Summer vacation. I’m 12, and I’m climbing trees- secretly from everybody.The best are birches- with very flexible and strong upper branches- you hug them tightly and swing in the wind against the dark sky. Nice bolt of adrenalin to boot. The biggest problem is to get started, to get to the lowest branch, usually it is quite high- the rest is easy. And the fancy dream of spotting underneath an unaware passer-by and floating softly down, upon him, suddenly appearing in front of him on that narrow little path- scaring him senseless, gnashing my teeth, maybe… read more>

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