It started to rain.
I dragged Jasper's body onto my scooter, but it didn't stay on it, so I instead used my bike chain to tie him to my scooter. Struggling with the bike chains, I tried to strap them around his neck. His head fell off.
I kicked away the head and started to roll away on my scooter. Slowly I descended the hilly road, blocking the cars off as I sped past the highschoolers. I could hear people scream as they saw me speeding with Jasper's body.
"They're just jelly of my scooter," I thought.
Slowly yet surely, the cries started to get louder. They were crying, begging me to stop.
"Can't handle my speed," I thought.
In the middle of the road stood a crying woman, Mexican, with smeared mascara all over her face.
" MY SONNN!!WHYYYYY????"
I ran over her with my scooter and continued on my way.
Suddenly I heard sirens. The popo were here.
"Sir, step off of the scooter immediately"
"But- this is m-"
"Now."
I stepped off as the police handcuffed me. They pushed me into the car. I looked behind me and saw a broken figure laying on the road, clutching a picture of someone- it looked like Jasper. She was crying, grasping at the wound that I made whilst running her over. It seemed like there was nothing left of her.
"Can't believe anyone could ever keep a photo of Jasper's ugly mug,"I thought.
The car started to drive off as it ascended over the cliff and continued on, entering the 401.
"Where are we going mister?" I asked.
I looked over to the front seat, and realized that the man also had a picture of Jasper... and the woman from before.
"To the court of law" The man said, tears running down his face.
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My Scooter & I
HumorA tale of a young midget who developed feelings for something unbeknownst to the world- his young scooter. Critics and fans are both raving about this tragic real life story. "20/10"- jasper lee. "2 gud"- elyar-sadre-nohamavitchkin. From the accl...
