Bruce Robins, a name we would never forget.
My fifth-class teacher, Miss Olive, was telling us a legend that was based over five-hundred years ago… Our entire class had never heard a story like this one…
“Please don’t hurt me! Please!” the young boy screeched, while Bruce Robins was tugging on his shirt. “I’ll leave you alone if you give me your bike,” he demanded, grinding his teeth. “No! This is my only way home-” the boy got interrupted, Bruce Robins threw his bike, it sliced in the middle of the tree.
The boys jaw dropped, He ran in tears.