My+Unlucky+Bike+Ride--Idea

Last summer I was at the Hoover playground playing tag. Blake was it and Alexazander,Bryant,Blake,Brenden,and I made a deel saying the last one it, when we got tired couldn't spend the night with me. Unless they could beet me to my house. I was on the bridge over north Broadway and all of the sudden I had a flat tire I yelled for everone to stop. After the tire hit the wall I was flung off my bike I slamed into the fence.I felt like I had broke a bone. I got up and turned around to see a white German Shepherd,I never knew German Shepherds could be white it was very clean and cute.But this one was white,it was being hit eith a whip it was courawing and whining. I asked the owner why and he said "He popped the tire of your bike. Are you hurt?" I said "No". The owned asked "Do you need help home?"I said "No my friends will help me home". Blake did beat me to my house when I got there I cleaned my few scrapes. I also fixed my bike tire. After that I did that we went to my room played some games ate dinner and went to bed watching Water Boy.

By: Dale Jacob Fienhold