Shit! I missed the train and I'd rather not hitch a ride with anyone cause they all look crazy. Oh, won't you look at that! Someone has left their bike unlocked. All I have to do is ride fifteen kilometres in thirty minutes, easy enough as it sounds, problem is, there's only one bloody pedal on this bike.
This bike is terrible. It has been ten minutes and I have only gone two kilometres. But wait, there's another hipster and he's got Starbucks.
"Sorry!" I screamed back at him with his latte in my hand. I am pumped and ready to get this done now and nothing can stop me!
BOOM! I get thrown into a bunch of cardboard boxes whilst the bike got turned into a paperclip. I turned around to see who hit me and there, standing in front of me, was the biggest, and scariest guys I had ever seen. They were staring me down so I began to run.
After ten minutes of running down alleyways, I realised I was still seven kilometres away from my house. I ended up finding myself standing outside my mates house so I barged into his house without knocking and begged his parents to drive me to my house. After five or so minutes of begging, they finally agreed.
We were ten minutes into the drive home when we heard a CLUNK and the car slowed down; smoke was everywhere! I jumped out of the car and bolted off down the road. It felt like an eternity before I found myself standing on the doormat to my house. I quietened down, regaining my breath, focusing on my breathing patterns and then put my hand on the doorknob. I looked back at where I had just run from, looked back at the door, breathed in, completely ready for what I had coming, turned the handle and walked in...
