Walking home from school, my friend and I decided to
go a different way home. As we turned the corner my friend stopped and said, “That
looks like a bike stuck in the tree.” We could see the bike was very rusty and
had been there for a long while, and we both said, “I wonder where the rider
is?”
We looked
around the tree under the leaves and debris. Fortunately, we didn't find
anything else. Clearly there was nothing that we could do other than take a
photo to show our mums and head home.
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