Thursday, October 20, 2011

A Short Story

Last year, a man hit me on my bicycle with his large van. He did not see me because there was a very bad storm. Luckily, I was unhurt but my bicycle was destroyed. The man gave me a ride home but he gave me a fake telephone number, because he said he would pay for my bicycle but he was actually lying.
I don't own a car and I used my bicycle a lot. I was telling this story to some friends later that week, and one of them GAVE me their bicycle for FREE. I was so thankful, she was a very generous person. I still have the bicycle she gave me and I love it.

After you read this story, click on comments below. If you can, write a small story about a time when someone did something nice for you. Or, write something about this short story.

13 comments:

  1. Two years ago, my car broke and I did not have enougt money to buy a used car, so I talked with my aunt about that, and she loaned me some money to buy a car.She is a nice person.

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  2. My Story

    1991 isLos angeles california 1993 is MN my
    my husband Geronimo Uzuet ilove
    my son name Jorge my dougther lilian my granddaughter Angela 6 yers my husband died three Months i miss my husband united states twenty yers my famaly isGuatemala

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  3. In 2007, there was a big rainstorm in Minnesota. It rained so hard that my hometown flooded. More than half the town was destroyed by the flood and about 1000 people were homeless and lost everything they had. My friends at Neighborhood House collected blankets, clothing, and canned food to give to my hometown. My friends and I drove it down there in a big van. My friends and family were so happy to have the blankets and clothing.

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  4. When we came to Minnesota in 2004, we didnt have anything in our house so our next door neighbor gave us a few pieces of furniture for free. We were so thankful with her.

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  5. you were very luckey you wor`nt hurt and thank god there are still some humble people left in this world who are willing too help one in need

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  6. I have problem in my back,I can't wear the shoes with long heel,if I wear I can't walk with it for 30mn. I thining how I want find the money to buy the nice shoes?And my cousin in England sent anice gocishoes.

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  7. Four years ago,I had hip surgery and had a car but no tabs.My godsister moved here to Minnesota so she can help take care of me & my kids after my mom went back home (Michigan).She got tabs for me & took me to the when I needed to go,she also took my husband to work when he didn't have bus fare.I love her she has the Biggest heart ever.

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  8. good bicycle story

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  9. myname is ismael codero the history is good the bike somebody destroyer for bike and the other people present for my friends i gets only one more bike ilike a lot you happy i have niw bike

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  10. When i lived in Cambodia. I have an acident that i was remembered until erveryday. When i went to kmer celebration, mean kmer new year and i rode my motocycle to there and after that i hitted with the truck. i'm almost die. But i have had my best friend help me to the haspital as soon as in that time. the driver truck said he'll pay everything for me. But he was lying like Jesse story. i was broken my head and have many problem for my body. when my mom heard that she realy cried a bout that and i toll the reason to my mom why? So after when i was healthy.My mom she bought a new motocycle for me. I'm realy glad about my mom. I love my mom.

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  11. I Like The Person Who Riders The Bicycle.
    I Like The Bicycle.
    Bicycle is Really good.

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  12. one day when i was come to minnesota my first time in the airport .i lost my sponseres telephone but he knews that time i will areave in this then my sponser is lyt .i was apset what can i do i dont knew amirca that is my friest i sat inside airport for 2 hours .after that i told one old man then the man took me to the taxsi station . after that i take a taxsi the taxsi dirver ask me wher can i go i said i dont knew u help me what can i do ,the man told me do u have adress for that house .i told him i have a paper but i dont knew how can i use but the man told me give me the paper i will drive u with this adress ,then i give him the aderss he drop me at that house my sponsers house . the taxsi driver this is the house , i say thank u i love america with the adress no lost .

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  13. The men was not responsible.
    His friend was very good.

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