You’re The Best
“I don’t think I’ll ever learn how to ride a bike,” I mummbled . It was a warm sunny day with the air just perfect for ridding a bike. But I didn’t even know how to ride a bike. My cousin and I were at the park and I was sitting on a swing watching my cousin ride her bike. “Can I try?” I asked “sure,” she replied. I got on the bike and all of a sudden I lost my balance and BOOM! I hit the ground really hard. “Are you okay?” she asked.”I am just going to go home ,” I said. When I got home my dad saw me crying and saw I had a scrap on my knee.” Are you okay,” he asked, but I didn’t answer him.” Dad can you teach me how to ride a bike?” I stammerd. “Of coarse ,” he answerd. After I cleaned my self up, I brang out my bike. When we got to the park there wasw no sign of my cousin. So as I was getting on my bike I heard the bushes shaking. I looked back and nothing was there. So while my dad was telling me when to use the breakes I saw a shadow pass by. I looked all around and there was still nothing. When I turned back to the front…BOO! my cousin yelled.AHHHH! I screamed so loud that I felt like I lost my voice. My cousin laughed all the way to the swings.”How could she do this to me?” I wisperd. I was so mad at my cousin that I didn’t even know I was ridding my bike. “All right,” My dad yelled. When It was time to go back to the house I rode my bike. I wish I can ride everday. I will always remember this very specal day. I am so glad the very important person in my life taught me how to ride my bike,my dad.