Learning How To Ride a Bike

One day, I was riding my bike with my older brother. He was helping and accompanying me so I could ride an actual bike with two wheels, because I was unable to ride without training wheels. We were riding around my residential area, which was my training ground. It was cool because I was improving and getting better at riding.

Then came the accident. There was a long, sloping road near my house, and we always slowed down when we rode on it. But this time, feeling confident, I went a bit faster than usual. It was exhilarating, my first time riding a bike that fast. We circled the residential area again until we reached that long, sloping road that I enjoyed.

This time, I planned to go through it even faster because my brother seemed to be enjoying it too. Then, unexpectedly, I fell to the ground. My brother was in front of me and was shocked to see me fall so hard, hitting a large vase made of rock.

Kenny Ekklesia Hiero Haribas – Grade 11