It was war time, James Simpson was walking along Manchester road. His parents had told him to go and sell his bike, he had out grown it years ago and it was worth a fair amount of money. He took a shortcut through the woods until, suddenly, BOOM! A bomb. He had seen hundreds, thousands even on the news since wold war III, but never seen one him self. He left the bike by a tree as he fled. He ran through the city this was dangerous because this was a much bigger target but at the time he didn’t care. As for the bike, it’s still there today.

My brother Ben loves going on his bike, he’s been doing it for years. I decided to join him and we both went to the park and rode our bike around the swings but it didn’t go well at all. Let me tell you why!!! Me and Ben both were having a race down the biggest hill at the park. My brother was doing way better than me so I tried to catch him up and I went so quick that I lost control. My bike went flying straight into the tree and I fell over and grazed my legs really bad. It wasn’t a good day after all!!!!

I was on a trip with my class in a  forest to find intresting things. Then my friend called  me so I came and I saw a bike in the tree. I had a closer look and it looked like an old bike, it must of been here for few years. When my teacher came he made a picture .Then we  tried to get it out but we  couldn’t because it was stuck in the tree. However, it was the end of the day so we went back home and told our parents about the bike stuck in the tree.

My friend and I entered an unusual  forest and we were so shocked by the weird things. But what really caught my eye was an old timeworn bike. It appeared to be wedged in an ancient, enormous oak tree. I wondered how it had got lodged there. Was it that dreadful tornado, that we had learnt about in our History lesson, that had picked it up and dropped it high in the oak tree.

Suddenly, just at that moment, we heard a rustling sound coming from the dense, wavy grass that was around the base of the tree. What on earth was that we thought to ourselves?

A cash landing

Once there was a farmer his name was Ronald but everyone calls him Ronny. He loved to plant trees one day he planted ten oak trees in the woods where people like to ride bikes and walk on the trail. A couple months later a boy and his friend the boy was called Logan his friend name was Liam. Liam was Logan’s best friend they would do everything together. One day they where in the woods on there bikes and Logan crashed his bike in the wall where Ronny planted the oak trees a couple years later the bike was stuck for ever.

I was riding my bike on my street. Through the ginnel, Down the steps and over the bridge. Suddenly I came to a stop. there was a peculiar path that I haven’t seen before! It looked like it had no end and blacker then the night sky. I had a glance behind me and the street has disappeared in the distance, so I had no choice, but to go through it. As I raced through what looked like some sort of woods, I crashed… I woke up on the ground with a badly twisted leg. My bike ended up being wedged in a tree.

CRASH!                                                                                                                                                                  The world was spinning. One second I was cycling, next, slammed onto the ground. I looked up. My bike had crashed right through the tree. Stupid, I thought, how am I going to get it? I looked at my legs. My knees had been scraped when I had crashed, and now they where bleeding. I threw a large stick at my bike. No luck. I tried to climb the tree, but I couldn’t get any higher than the ground. What could I do? Wil I ever get my bike down? What will my parents say if I come home without it?