I remember the first time I
rode a bike on two wheels. I went to the
park. I was five when I went there. At the park it was my first time riding a
bike on two wheels. Well, BANG! I biked straight into a pole. Ow!! I
cried to my Dad. I felt very, very
sad. When I fell off my bike I hit my
face into the pole and landed on my knees.
On my knees I had a big graze. I
ran to Dad and he took me home and gave me a bandage. I felt much better when Dad put the bandage
on.
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