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The Favorite Aggie
Author: Shiloh

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Shootin' marbles in an empty lot.
One very particular little boy,
lost his favorite aggie to one of the street kids,
two weeks ago.
And now it's his chance to get it back.
He lined up his shot, just perfectly,
and as soon as he heard that click,
he knew.
He was so excited,
he reached out and grabbed his marble,
and he ran,
knowing that the street kid and his friends
were running after him,
chasing him.
He ran so fast that he lost them,
and then he was able to stop to take a breath,
and he reached into his pocket,
and pulled out his favorite aggie....
but when he looked down into his hand,
he saw that what he had grabbed back there....
was a rock.
Just an ordinary rock.
He had been so excited that he grabbed a rock.
- - - - -
Years later, he entered a grocery store,
and came face to face with his old childhood nemesis...
And there, wrapped with copper wire,
attached to a string around his neck.....
...my favorite aggie.

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