Once there was a man he was riding a bike and he had pumpkins and apples in a basket and there was a farm near by but there was a bump on the road and a hay stack next to him. He didn’t see the bump so he road over it then he went flying through the hay stack. You could only see his legs and feet but no-one went to help him. Then another man came to help him but he didn’t seam to bother. Then  one more man came to help him and he did.

 

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By Jett. M