It seemed days later, the war had ended, because the
trees had fallen down, unexploded bomb shells lay on the ground. There was an
old, rusty bike stuck in a tree trunk, it seemed like it had been there for
decades because a tree had grown around it. It looked like it had been owned by
a younger child (4 years old) as it was quite small. Later on, an older man
(aged 65-67) came hobbling through the forest and noticed the bike, trying to
yank it, he shouted, AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGG!!" He failed epically.
He was left wondering why it was stuck there?
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