There were two people that never got along as kids and hated each other. When we were all young kids there was nothing that was done together. There were many Christmas's that went by when they never told each other any thing and never even said good bye. There were so many things that they should have done before the time ran out on the clock. The older both of the boys got the better they would seem to get along. My name is Jordan Cramer and the man that I now love to talk to now and is spoken of his name is Austin Cramer.
Austin grew up in Scott City Ks where he misses to be some times. He grew up around dirt bikes and always in a city. His filters motorized toy as a kid was a electric dirt bike that I remember well because it showed him how to keep balance when he was out riding in the future, this little bike helped him figure every thing out. He learned through the pain of falling as did I.
My name is Jordan Cramer and I ride four wheelers and own my one mechanics garage. I stared to ride with my cousin three years ago when we started to get along better. Austin moves away when I was 10 years old so we don't get to see each other any more unless he comes to Scott and when he does we sure like to have a good time. When me and Austin go ride together it seems our not so great past just fades away. We may not always see eye to eye but I would still be there for him if he ever needed it. That is what family is. Family is making time to go share your memories with one another and making new ones all of the time every day. I Have four very good friends at this school that always have my back even when I hurt them, but they have showed me that family is being with the the ones you love even if there not blood related.
YOU ARE READING
The Last Ride
Historical FictionTwo family members go to a place where they never gone before just to find out something or someone cut there fuel lines. So they had no way home. They have to modify the hoses to allow them to get there vehicles to start but all they had to rig thi...
