It was a good thing I had run cross country in high school because I sure used it. I think I had run about a half mile at a solid pace when I heard engines roaring. I knew they must be following me, so I took a turn down a side street. At every intersection I would take a turn. I sprinted over peoples' lawns — anything to foil my pursuers. Sometimes my pursuers sounded very near. Sometimes they were several streets off. Wherever they were though, they were always near enough to keep me running.
I darted past a small shopping center and onto a neighborhood road. I heard a screeching sound and turned to see a car come to a halt and a man spring out and bolt after me. I couldn't run much longer. It was all over, I thought.
That's when I saw a familiar car on the side of the road. Its owner was pouring a water bottle into the gas tank. "Dad" I shouted.
He turned and saw me. Then he saw my pursuer. With an agility that surprised me, he hurled himself into the driver's seat. I opened the passenger's door and leaped in. My pursuer slammed against the side of our car. My dad slammed on the gas. We left him in the dust — if there was dust. The road was pretty clean.
We were both too excited to speak for a few seconds. Then it hit me. No, not a baseball bat, a thought. "Wait a moment dad," I felt a wave of shock, and looked at him with a dumbfounded expression,"Did I just see you pour water in the gas tank?"
"Yes Jerry, you did," he replied. "It's my newest adaption."
He had never told me about that. I guess it was supposed to be a surprise. It was.
That is pretty much the end of my story. There are a few more things you should know though. First, I made sure my dad patented all his innovations pronto. Second, I got a new bike. It was better than my first one. It was blue too, which is my favorite color.
The best thing of all though was that my dad was filling up his car with water one day when this wealthy businessman just happened to notice him. It looks like those two are going to work together to get the generator on the market. I'm going to keep helping my dad, and if I can find the time, I want to read Paradise Lost. Things are going good.
The End
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I Was Minding My Own Business
Short StoryA humorous story about a guy who gets kidnapped in order to get information about a new technology that's worth millions. This story uses a quirky guy, a serious situation, and unexpected twists to spin a tale that should make you laugh.