The playground was locked, but that wouldn't stop the fearless boy. The fence wasn't that high. Eight feet to the boy's four. So he grabbed ahold and started to climb.
But no matter how high he went, the top was always out of reach. It seemed so close yet never within grasp. The ground, however, drifted further away until the boy swore he was a hundred feet in the air.
Tired and unable to hold on, the boy let go, expecting to fall forever. But he landed flat on the ground with the eight-foot tall fence still looming over him.
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