DREAM ON is a story about a boy who is transported back to the times of the gladiators in Rome... or was it? I can't quite recall anymore... I would be going through the story again as I retype it here...
DISCLAIMER: All scenes, characters, names and places that may be similar to real situations are all coincidental and are just made up by a 12-year old kid.
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At the signal of Mikey, the two boys hastily pedalled their way onto the streets, not minding what may come their way.
“Is that the fastest you can get? Can you see I’m even faster than you,” Mikey said proudly. “Come on do it a little faster,” Mikey proclaimed as he increased his pace on his bike.
“If that’s what you want,” Jeremy said as he too increased his speed, trying to outrun Mikey down the block.
The two boys raced down the block, not knowing what comes their way into the next turn.
As they turned right, they found themselves in the street of Mikey’s house.
As they made the turn, the two boys were looking at each other to check who is outrunning the other.
“I’m still winning!” Mikey exclaimed as he looked at Jeremy, while keeping his speed.
“We’ll see!” Jeremy said as he again tried to outrun him.
While they were outrunning each other, Mikey was leading the way with Jeremy at a distance. But Mikey did not notice the oncoming pickup truck which was running in a tremendous speed.
Mikey not seeing the oncoming vehicle, still continued pedaling his way to his house.
As Jeremy saw this, he quickly warned his friend, “Mikey, there’s a vehicle coming toward you!” Jeremy screamed. “Stop! Quickly!”
As Mikey heard this warning from Jeremy, he quickly tried to decrease his speed to avoid the vehicle.
But in his struggle, he still can’t slow down his bike due to the speed. While the driver sees what comes its way it is also trying to outrun each other, the man behind the wheel, presses his horn to catch the attention of Mikey.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
“Mikey!” shouted Jeremy. “Stop at once or you’ll hit the truck,” Jeremy said as he was following Mikey at a distance.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
And in an instant, Mikey and the pikup truck collided with each other, making a tremendous noise and “waking” up the whole block.
C-C-C—R-R-R-R-A-A-A-A-S-S-S-S-H-H-H-H!
After the collision, everyone on the block went out of their houses, to see what made that noise. As the other neighbors saw the truck and the bike, one of them said, “There was an accident.”
“It’s an accident between a truck and a bike?” the other one said.
“I think one of them is badly hurt,” yet another one proclaimed.
As the people were making up stories about the collision, they went closer to where it was.
The Williams and the friends of Mikey went out of their houses and pushed themselves among the crowd to see what was happening. As they sawy Jeremy by the truck and holding someone in his arms, they were surprised to see it was Mikey…
“Mikey!!!” screamed Mrs. Williams in fright.
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Obviously, I was too young then to think of a proper crash scene that it looked like it happened in slow motion...
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