' Ding , Ding, Ding.' School had just ended. My butt had been just freed from the oppression of that chair for the rest of my life. Never again was I planning to sit down in Mr. Dicksons room again. But that was the least of my concerns. Because, today I couldn't wait to get riding on the Bike trails. These were old paths of a railroad track that had jumps built on them. By …showed first 75 words of 957 total…

…showed last 75 words of 957 total…happen though. Upon the landing my wheel caught a rut. I then flipped over the handle bars and shot like a torpedo head first in to the ground. I laid on the ground motionless for a minute or so. After that I started to moan and roll back and forth. After that I jumped to my feet and so disgracefully ' Where's mom' I then picked up my bike and started to walk it home.