Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Sad Story: Bike Disappearance

I remember having my first real bicycle when I was little. My brothers all had the same one, and one day I was to travel to Atlanta with my best-friend and some of our baseball team to see the Atlanta Braves. They arrived at my house while I was riding my bike in the yard. I jumped off and didn't put my bike up. My other brother that didn't go to Atlanta, did the same later that day. My mother wasn't wise enough to check behind her children, so when I got back both bicycles were gone. Some awful person or people had taken them. 

18 comments:

The Happy Whisk said...

Bummer.

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Anna-Alina said...

lol

Anna-Alina said...

It's really sad that here are so many awful humans:(

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NanaDiana said...

That is just so heartbreaking! I bet you cried....or at least felt like crying. xo Diana

Christine said...

That was awful!

Cloudia said...

Life lesson to prevent further loss <3



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stephen Hayes said...

Having your bike stolen is a painful rite of passage for many children, including our son.

Plowing Through Life (Martha) said...

That is terrible!

LV said...

A lesson learned the hard way.

DeniseinVA said...

What a shame! My husband had his bike stolen too.

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Sad that someone would take a child's bike...

Anonymous said...

I leave my bike unlocked all of the time since the lock broke. Nobody has stolen it...yet.

Kirsty Vittetoe said...

Aww.... sorry to hear that, people are so bad to steal!

bj said...

Too bad...our son got his bike stolen once, we called the police and in a few days, they called us down to look at several bikes they had taken off the streets somewhere...sure enuf, son's bike was there.

Theresa Mahoney said...

Jerks! I had my sled stolen, but that's not as bad as a bike! And my mom hunted down the kids who did it and got it back.

Fundy Blue said...

A sad story, indeed, Adam! You never forget those early experiences when you learn that the world has unkind, hurtful people in it. I'm sure that was a hard economic lesson too ~ two bikes missing!