A Snapshot of Shelly
...n her new bike, I ran into the garage and grabbed my shiny blue bike that I got just one Christmas earlier. Then being the big brother that I was I decided to show my sister how to have fun on a bike. We did some exciting and tiring riding and then we stopped and sat down on the cold cement of our driveway in order to enjoy a refreshing glass of cold water. Shelly gave me a few biking tips and then it was back to riding. I swear that because Shelly had on her Wonder Women pajamas she thought that she had special powers or something, because she was about to try something that only a Super Hero or myself could survive. She was going to try and go as fast as possible in order to clear the giant one-foot brick stair in front of our house. As she approached the stair the tension grew and I could feel a drop of sweat drip off the tip of my nose. Then in an instant she cleared the stair and completed the landing. “Wow, Shelly that was amazing.” “You jump like you have been doing this for years.” “Thanks Scott, but where are some more stairs that I can jump.” “If you go next door there are three stairs in a row, but they are pretty dangerous.” “Lets go for it Scott.” Then like a good sister she followed me next door to our neighbor’s stairs. I went first and of course went down the three slippery marble stairs with ease. As I reached the bottom I stopped and turned around to watch my poor baby sister Shelly, in her Wonder Women pajamas fall off her 1 day old bike, face first onto the marble steps. When she got up crying, and I saw that her chin was split open I yelled for my mom and dad to come quick. My parents arrived in a second and before I could pick up her bike my dad had already put my sister in the car and was waiting for me to get in. We rushed down ...