Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Concusion :: Personal Narrative Essays
Concusion      Ding , Ding, Ding. School had just ended. My butt had been just freedfrom the oppression of that chair for the rest of my life. Never again was Iplanning to sit down(a) in  Mr. Dicksons room again. and that was the to the lowest degree of myconcerns. Because, today I couldnt wait to get riding on the Bike trails. Thesewere old paths of a railroad traverse that had jumps built on them. By the time Igot out to the bikeracks and met my friends, we were exhilerated.  To the biketrails? I asked.         to the bike trails they replied. We had been going to the bike trailsfor weeks flat. Every day we came back for another(prenominal) thrill. So, with haste we spedaway from school. Our first stop was my house. going to the bike trails , MomI said while grabbing a box of little debbie snacks.         O.K., be crustal plate for supper she said. This was in code it meant be homea t five. Well who cares on to the second stop, Dons Deli.        I went in and grabbed the usual.  A pink lemonade Snapple and one ofthose huge scamp sticks. I got to the counter. The usual the cashier said        Yup I said realizing that this recognition was a product of the lastfew weeks.      That will be two dollars she said. But that was needless because I hadalready left the money and was half way out the door. I mounted my bike and rodethe steed while sucking down as much sugar as possible. We finally arrived atthe bike trails. We then  Infiltrated the left over food that we bought fromDons Deli. We were all on a sugar high, its now time to ride. We did the usual.Had jump contests, fix jumps, and practiced new tricks. I had a good day, myjumps were perfect. And we would soon would move on to the hardest jump. Thebig double. This jump was round three and a half to four feet high. And aproxima tely  eleven feet long. Not only that, if you messed up their was a ditchin the middle. I jumped it at least ten times, missing trees on the landingevery time. And because of this we decided to move it over.      This process only used about an hour of precious  jumping time. We had makethe jump better than ever. I tried the jump first of course. We couldnt havemade it any better.
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