Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
Ted (Short Story)
Hello my name is Ted. My last name is not important, but my story is. I took my 4-wheeler to the local ATV park like I do on most weekends. This however turn not to be a typical day at the park. It started out well jumping mounds, driving through ditches. However after awhile I found myself in deep trouble. I had just finished rididing along the side of a hill. When I was back on flat ground, I found myself surrounded by a group of thugs also riding ATVs of different kinds. At first they circled in close then backed up so they could ram me from all sides. I saw a hole in the line and pushed the gas and shot through it. This move did not make them happy and they showd it by pulling out guns. I had a gun myself so I pulled it out, The shoot out started. I plucked a few of them out of their seats then jamed down on the gas and rode. They chased me over Mounds through mud, along hillsides. Some of the thugs dropped out because they ran out of gas, or they fell off their ride with their ATVs laying on top of them. Soon it was just me and one one of the thugs. I spun a complete 180 degrees facing my opponent and started charging him. He started charging me as well. Soon he realized I was not going to be the chicken, he made a hard turn falling off his ride and having it land on top of him. After all this the thugs were taken by the cops to jail. After telling what had happened I went downtown to the police station to tell them my side of the story. The thugs tried to say I started it, but it turned out that the actions of that day were not their only ones of that kind, and that they had been in many times for the same reasons. After a long and maddening day, I finaly went home
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