January 6th , 2016
Boy , was I a wreck.
I had to do something with my life.
If I stay in this hell hole for long , I'll explode.So I rode my bike.
My bright pink bike.
When he got it for me , I was so thrilled!It shimmered in the light and its little bell twinkled.
I loved it.
And riding will distract me from the pain.I rode into the daylight.
Thats when I saw HIM.My heart stopped.
Should I ride up to him?
Shall I leave him be?
Shall I make amends?
Shall I tell him...everything?I was clueless on what to do.
But I finally decided.
I inhaled deeply and peddled as fast as I could.Feeling the warm spring breeze against my skin.
My auburn hair flowing behind me.
I felt an adrenaline rush and caught up to him.
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Our Bikes
Short StoryShe Stole My Heart That Girl On That Bright Pink Bike. He Stole My Heart That Guy On That Dark Blue Bike.