Beauty To Bad Will WOBNEY

walked past him no bother

with my friends

raring to go

Hopped on the bike for my last trail. and My friends had already gone

All is well for now on the new tracks

Having fell I couldn't remember what happened I think I blacked out but as I got up by bike was gone. I decided to walk down the trail and kept shouting but with no reply apart from faint squeaks of tyres having their breaks rammed on but no screams I waked down to the kicker. but no one was their and no one came past. I look around the landing put found the faint outlines of bodies in the landing on the jump. What if I was next?

Once at the bottom I saw a familiar face

I knew this wasn't good news

The next series of events changed my life


Created with images by Darren Moloney - "Mountain Bike, Wiltshire, on the Ridgeway" • nigelhowe - "Sunrise" • Leroy_Skalstad - "people hoodie male" • debbietingzon - "Friends :)" • sidewalk flying - "Elevation" • youkeys - "DSC03505_DxO" • Jack Padega - "Adam Robbins - Berm" • pdam2 - "walking" • Leroy_Skalstad - "people hoodie male" • magnetbox - "Skulls"

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