Joshua+Moody

__** Term One, Piece One **__ Friday morning, me and my dad went Mountain Biking. We went out to Woodhill Forest… I love shooting down the hills like a bullet from a gun. Cicadas are chirping wildly, the sound fills the air. We stop for water, it is cold, like an icicle running down my throat. Almost at the finish, I’m out of breath. Sucking in the air for Oxygen. I’ve finished, hop off my bike, my legs are butter melting to the ground.
 * Mountain Biking **