Once upon a time there was a red and black bike with two wheels.
And every day the bike went through the park and some days I saw my friend in the park and some days in the library and sometimes I don’t ride my bike.
Until one day I was riding my bike downhill and while I was riding downhill I used the brakes.
And because of that I go downhill and uphill and sometimes when I am going uphill I need help.
And because of that today when I was going to school my dad pushed me up the hill.
Until finally when the school finished my dad picked me up.
And ever since I do like my new bike. I also have a bike with four wheels, but I like them both!
