Thirteen

Posted: September 13, 2010 by tylerbrownng in TylerB, Uncategorized

Thirteen
When he was thirteen, he believed there was no better age, even though he found out later there was. He was a teenager, that was all that counted. His dad let him rifle hunt on his own for the first time, float the river without him, and even run a chainsaw by himself, but only if his mom couldn’t hear it. He could ride his four-wheeler were ever he wanted to in the mountains. The first time he done that he thought he was lost behind his own house, just because his dad wasn’t there, and with him he traveled the same road time and again without his father’s guidance. Thirteen, he found out, isn’t sixteen or seventeen. He couldn’t drive or go anywhere without someone that could, and even though he is sixteen going on seventeen, he still doesn’t have his license. So I don’t know why he is complaining about to me for.

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