Atv's Vacation: A Short Story

As the wind blew past me, and the crunching of twigs and leaves echoed through the forest, Emma laughs and talks boisterously with her friend. I, her bracelet, clung snugly to her wrist. The ATV’s motor roared loudly as we sped down the dirt path. Glowing brilliantly, the ATV’s red paint reflected the sunlight. We didn't slow as we quickly approached a crossing. Speeding and Roaring, a van flew down the road. Oblivious, we continued down the path to the road.

Then we flew, Emma, her friend, and I. When Emma hit the pavement, she slid. I flew off of her wrist and landed just a few feet away. To obtain help, the man frantically called the police. Soon, an ambulance’s siren echoed down the road, signaling its arrival. The red and blue lights