Tanner ~ "Flashback"

My Flashback
By Tanner Coffman
I was 7 yrs. old when I got my first sparkling silver, gear-shifting bike. The next morning, I went for a ride.
While I was riding with my friend Carter, and we were talking about multi-player online games when suddenly I hit a small green car. When I slammed into the car. Instantly, I let go of the handlebars. The pain arrived. It was like a bee rapidly stinging me, laughing every time. I said, “Ow!”
I didn’t exactly know what was going on, but I knew I was flying through the air. I blacked out when I hit a trash can head first. Then, pain started throwing punches, and didn’t stop.
The grouchy, dirty looking owner of the car stumbled out and started yelling at me, “ YOU DENTED MY CAR, YOU LITTLE BRAT! I’M CALLING THE POLICE!” I was terrified that I hoped back on my bike and rode out of there faster than a cheetah. When I got home, I was really still scared. I sprinted to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked myself inside. I stayed in there all day. Then around 6:00, my mom shouted, “Tanner it’s time for dinner!” My head was still aching, but I came out. It took me a second realized that the police had not arrived.
I went to the dinner table. Right when I sat down, she asked, “So, did you do anything interesting today?”
“No,” I answered, ignoring the pain and pretending nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
I still didn’t understand why that guy cared more about his car than a child getting hurt, and I don’t think I’ll be figuring that out soon.
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