Dirt Bike Accident

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Disappointment, disbelief and fear filled my mind as I lye on my side, sandwiched between the cold, soft dirt and the hot, slick metal of the dirt bike. The weight of the bike pressed down on the lower half of my body with monster force. It did not hurt, my body was numb. All I could feel was the dirt bike’s stamping my body father and farther into the ground. My lungs felt pinched shut and air would neither enter nor escape them. My mind was buzzing. What had just happened? I tried to yell but my voice was unheard. All I could do was wait. Wait for someone to help me. My alarm woke me as I groggily slid out of bed to the shower. It was the start of another routine morning, or so I thought. I took a shower, quarreled with my friend Dustin over what we should do for that day and finished getting the trailer ready. All of this took a little longer than usual, not a surprise, so we were running late. We hopped into my big green suburban and loading up the trailer that was filled with our dirt bikes. With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride in the dirt hills. As we got to our destination, I geared up in my suit and hurried to get the dirt bike off the trailer .I broke the top of one of the small, curved hill in the middle of the bank there was a ditch. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the bike to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The bike swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the bike scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the bike. The bike swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the bike. I opened my eyes to see the black road in the distance above me. I could feel the cold dirt ground on the side of my body.
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