The other day my friend and I went to explore a stream.
We road our bikes into a field and down an old abandonded railroad track.
We ditched our bikes at a puddle.
Longer down the path near a bridge there was a tree house.
After awhile of hanging around we saw people.
The land wasn't ours so we ran.
Our course led us up steam and over a bridge that was broken.
We jumped the downed part.
We sprinted the field on the other side and through a swamp.
The water soked our clothes, but we found our way out and on to the trail.
Scared and laughing else rode the bikes into the sunset.
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