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I waved goodbye to my friends at the comic store, my usual stop on Thursday nights. I grabbed my bike and began pedaling, pysching myself up for the arduous journey home. After a short time I entered the maze-like development aptly named "Fireside." I rode my bike at a carefree pace, after all I had taken this route at least once a week. Besides that, York, Penn., is the most boring city ever...what could possibly happen?
I continued to nonchalantly ride, until suddenly a harsh voice shouted:
"Hey you!... Come here!"
"I don't talk to strangers." I replied, the sarcasm dripping from my lips.
A precautious individual, I began to pedal at a slightly increased rate. Still I didn't feel as though I was in any real danger, until the car flew past me, grazing my arm. An excessant shriek erupted from the car as it grinded to a halt at the coming stop sign. Then, to my greatest horror the white lights on the rear of the car ignited......the car was going in reverse.
The sweat began to pour from my body, while my heart raced to pump blood at an accelerated rate. The chase was on.
Pedaling my bike, I swerved left and right, dodging all sorts of trash which littered the desolate ground beneath my feet. The car was gaining ground fast; its ebony visage glaring at me like some hell-spawned demon. A cold clammy hand seemed to envelope my body. I knew I could not escape.
The car's V-8 engine roared as the driver slammed the pedal to the ground. A wicked smile graced his lips. In in his mind it was all over. Unable to accept the idea of being roadkill, I did the only thing I could.....I turned the handlebars of my bike with all my might, veered off the road and into a nearby yard.
A sign of relief escaped my lips. I was homefree, until I noticed the bushes that were headed towards me at an alarming rate. I slammed on the brakes....too late. The bike skidded into the foliage, my body was attacked on all sides by the devilish plant. Darkness washed over me briefly, as the limbs did their work. Finally I broke through the wall of thorns, and into the neighboring yard.
I laid there for a few minutes, the cold ground soothing the pain that resounded throughout my body as the blood flowed profusely forth.
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