The Road-Personal Narrative

One time, I was in great danger. It was last year, when I was 11 years old, at my grandma’s house. Also, it was during the summer time. It was only my grandma, my cousin, Tyler, and I. Her house was in a subdivision in Davison, Michigan. After we were there for about two hours, my cousin and I decided to go outside for a little bit. For a while we played football, but then we decided to go on a bike ride, because we felt really energetic. At first we just rode around the subdivision. But then, we went out on the road to go to the gas station to get some snacks. A lot of cars and trucks go on that road often, because it is one of the main roads.We had to go through that road to get to the gas station, because we were hungry. At the end of the main road, four different roads merged into an intersection. Before we went to the gas station, we just rode the bikes through other subdivisions and parking lots.
The main road had a lot of pot-holes and bumps on it. It also had no sidewalk, so we had to ride the bikes on the side of the road, without going to the middle of it. But we
I also learned a life lesson to be responsible, and safe. Because I wasn't being either one of those, which got me in that situation. I also felt sort of ashamed of myself because I wasn’t paying attention to the road. We ended up telling my grandma about what happened. After all of that happening, my cousin Tyler and I just went on about the day and just played outside and hung out. It was a really long, and dangerous day, but it was also fun. It also kind of changed my perspective of things, because I remembered life isn’t forever, so I have to be more careful. Now, whenever I am riding a bike or just on a street, I am careful, and make sure that I am not in the middle of the road. That was a time when I was in great