The bullies the bicycle and me by Max

The mob of bullies were gaining on me, all the way through the neighberhood they had chased me and I was starting to get tired. Suddenly I caught sight of a grand pink bicycle. I looked for another escape plan, but no…

The bullies rolled about on the floor and laughed hystericly. I wailed with shame and humiliation. But because I was not looking where I was going I crashed into a tree. As a bonus my face met the floor for the first time ever Amidst all of the depression I was suffering from I spotted a gorilla!

It wasn’t smiling -neither was I…