He always listens to his ipod on the way to work. Anything from the Red Hot Chili Peppers to Wiz Khalifa floated his boat. Except country, he hated country. He didnt have a car so he always biked. Biking was his everything, thats how he would get around. He would bike with friends, and to the beach, and to school, just everywhere he was with his bike. With his busy life, it was hard for him to set aside time to go to the local bike shop and buy some bike lights for biking late at night, so he biked without lights.
He usually had the 7pm to 9pm lifeguard shift at the local YMCA. By the time he got off work it was pretty dark outside and kinda scary considering the rough neighborhood surrounding him. At around 9:08 pm he would take off into the darkness, into the unlit streets of Minneapolis. He has experienced people yelling at him, chasing him, cops pulling people over, hearing gun shots nearby. As I said before, it was a pretty rough neighborhood.
On a cold tuesday night in the fall, he headed on home after his shift was over. Half way home he realized there weren't any cars around so he pulled his iPod Touch out and turned his music up. He could only hear the howling wind brushing against ear buds. As he got closer and closer to home, he got colder and colder, only wearing a thin sweater, cargo shorts, shoes, and a helmet. The wind gusted hard at him and as he looked over "BAM!" he was hit. He was out like a light. Little did he know, there was a car chase behind him in the street. The car in front didnt see him because he didnt have lights.
He woke up in a white room, confused, as he didn't know where he was. He wanted to look at what he was connected to but he couldn't move his head. The door creaked open and a doctor presented himself as Doctor Wayne. He looked in his face and said "That was some adventure, huh?"
Chace, you use sensory imagery well.
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