The Dink Network

Well, it was a normal day for me, school as boring as usual, 8 hours of wishing I had something better to do. 3...2...1...*ring ring ring* Finally this version of hell was over. I was just getting my bike out of the bike shed when a black van appeared. I got on my bike and pushed myself forward. I was turning the corner and notice the van was following me. I was scared and I sped up to about 17 mph. i went across the street, and turned another corner, going as fast as i could. My 10-speed bike could get me to about 25 mph. The black van was still tailing me, and I was thinking about how i could escape. I thought of the hills, they can't follow me there...no roads! So I headed towards the hills, my legs getting sore. They apperently knew what I was trying to do, so they sped ahead of me and stoped about 10 feet in front of me. I quickly swerved around them. I was about 20 feet past the van when bikes came out the back. "OH CRAP!" i yelled. They were on 15-speed bikes, 30 mph max. Oh god, oh god. I was going up the hills, and i looked behind me. They were holding guns! dang, I'm gonna die. They were catching up to me, and turned to go down the hill. I was going faster and faster. They caught up to me before i got to the bottom. They shot at me and i fell of my bike and hit the dirt. I woke up and i was laying down. I had a very sharp pain. Then somthing came out of my body and i went unconcicous and soon died...

(probably not the worst possible, but it's not fun dieing)