"My new beautiful bike!"
by
Danielle

O
ne early morning I seen a new bike in my room.I forgot it was my birthday and I was ten years old!The bike was beautiful with red and blue paint and bright shiney spokes.
My mom said she purchased the bike at Wal-mart and she got the one I dreamed about.She told me happy tenth birthday and said that was my only present from her.It didn't matter to me because that was the only present I wanted from her.
The first thing I did on my bike was ride to my grandparent's house to eat lunch.I also sped to the park with my friends.One of my friends had a purple and pink bike it was as pretty as mine.We went to get some ice cream and rode around the neighborhood all day.My bike was just right for me and my friend said my bike was cool.
Then it was getting late so I went home.My mom said to put my bike in the garage so I cleaned it up real good and shined the wheels.I went to my room and I was so tired I fell asleep quikly.
That night I dreamed about my day on my new bike and it was the best dream of my life.



The End


 

Story by: Danielle, age 10

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