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One Million Crawfish

It was like any other Saturday morning that summer. I woke up early to skip out on breakfast, no eleven-year-old should have to sit and eat Grape nuts on a Saturday, or any day. When I got downstairs I headed for the door with my skateboard, trying my best to dodge my parents. “Where are you going? my mom yelled. “I’m going over to Trevor’s house, then we’re going to skate.” I said. “Don’t you want breakfast, some serial at least?” She asked. I made a stank face thinking of those vile, crunchy, tasteless, Grape nuts. “No, I’m not hungry, we’ll eat later after we skate.”, I said. “Be careful and have fun!”, mom yelled. “By!”, I said. I ran across the yard, jumped off the curb and onto my skateboard and went to Trevor’s.

Trevor’s family lived a few streets away. He had an older sister and a younger brother, oh and parents too. He was a few years older than me but we were pretty much matched as far as skating goes. He could ollie a lot higher than me but I was better on a launch ramp. Trevor’s parents always bought generic food. Everything was in yellow boxes or cans, with the name of the food in black letters. For example; a giant can of peanut butter just said peanut butter on it, that was it! I liked it though, it was simple, no guessing. But, they did buy the best cereal ever made, Captain Crunch! Only the best flavors too; Regular, Crunch Berry and Peanut butter! It always scraped the roof of my mouth because that I took huge bites, but you had to, it was Captain Goddamn Crunch! They had four big dogs, not sure what kind but they were, maybe German shepherd mixes. They were always running around the house. I remember getting knocked over a few times, damn dogs. I don’t think I ever saw them just sitting, like good dogs do. Their house had this clear plastic or vinyl in the middle of the carpet that ran to every room in the house. It was to keep the carpet clean from the daily dog races. It made for a noisy house and you could always hear when the mutts were on their way. Trevor and I filled two huge bowls, mixing bowl size, with our precious cereal, dumped in ton a milk and dove in. Stuffing our faces and planning our epic day of skating and hanging out.

After we finished we went into Trevor’s garage, he wanted to put on his brand new wheels. He always had the best gear, probably because all his food was generic so his parents could buy him the best skate…

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