I was six years old and it was christmas morning.
I stayed up in anxiousness all christmas eve wondering what i was going to recieve this christmas.
So I wake up to my very high pitch alarm clock at 8:00AM .
First thing i did was go straight for the christmas tree to see what i got.
I arrive at the tree and im suprised and greeted with my first actual skateboard.
All i could do was stand on it and instantly I felt the skateboard become a big part of my life.
I was already outside riding it before anyone even woke up.
I was very happy and felt so much like it was never going to leave my side.
And it never did and never will. to this day that board is still sitting in my shed.
Skateboarding is always going to have its own spot in my brain and heart.
