It's a love-hate relationship. A kid craves for that initial adrenaline rush, but soon regrets as he gets dizzy. He dives for the cold, hard floor, looking at the sky spinning and wonders if this is how it feels like to die. But when he recovers, he hops on again. The cycle repeats.
How I wish someone would take that kid away from the playground and never come back again.
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