Thrillride

Today my dad bought a motorcycle, only 5 minutes before going to bible study. It's a big black Honda that he got as a very good deal, with sidebags, a windshield, and a back seat included in the price. They're not here yet, but they're coming. He also bought two helmets, and a jacket for himself.

After bible study, my dad drove around a bit before finally coming home. Then, he took my mom for a ride around the block (but we live in a court...). They came back about 7 minutes later. My dad wanted to take me for a ride next. I quickly put on pants and some shoes and raced down the stairs. My dad had a thick leather jacket for me to wear, so I put it on. I squeezed the stuffy black helmet onto my head after. It was a cool helmet that covered the whole head, not just the top. My mom buckled it for me. Before we headed out the door, I said, "Wait. Let me bring my medicine, just in case." My parents laughed and replied, "What do you need you medicine for?" Haha...I brought it anyway. I hastily took a puff and crammed the inhalor back into my pocket as we walked towards the dark motorcycle. My dad sat down and started up the engine. I burnt my leg a bit on the muffler getting on the back seat.

The start was a bit bumpy. I thought the motorcycle was broken. I thought, Am I too heavy? Honest. I wrapped my arms around my dad's waist very tightly. As we turned left out of the court, the motorcycle slowed down. Then, I felt my dad switch gears, and we blasted off with a sudden burst of speed! I tightened my grip, not wanting to fall off. "You're holding on too tight, I can't control it," my dad said. So I reluctantly loosened my grip, grasping tightly at hard folds in his new leather jacket. Imagine trying to hold tightly loosely. That's how I can describe it. I was freaked out! I was prepared to die. I thought we were going to get hit by a car or something. As we drove down a long road, my dad upped the ammo and we sped down into the darkness. I felt like we would travel to another time or something, we were going so fast! We could've ridden on like there was no tomorrow.

On the way back to the house, I felt a little bit more comfortable. I knew to brace myself when the red lights turned green. Slowness, then burst of speed. As we turned into Borges Lane and in the direction of our house, I was enjoying the joyride. We drove down the lonely, sleepy road with nothing but the full moon high in the dark sky too see it. No companions for the full moon that I could see. Just a lazy airplane sputtering along. At least, I think it was an airplane. I didn't have my glasses on. It could've been a really bright star...Then, we turned onto Cimarron Court, the end of my horrifyingly terrific thrillride.

-Jelaya