What happens now?

She loses control

Chapter 3 by Daddylucien Daddylucien

For this day she had decided to go comfy and cute, she wore a pair of pink shorts that reached about the quarter of her thighs, a T-shirt one zise bigger than her, red worn-out sneakers, white socks, and of course she didn't forgot her sunglasses, when she finished dressing up and looked at her in the mirror this morning the was more than pleased of how good asthetic her outfit had, she left like she was a Dahlia and a Lark at the same time, beautiful and free while she rode her bicycle.

As she passed through the blocks and the air blew at her face she felt more glad to have chosen to use her bicycle, but soon her joy her chain started to make a awful noise, the tried to stop but the brakes just screeched as she pulled them, Vanessa started to panic when she saw she was about to enter in an downhill street, she wanted to jump from the bicycle in that very moment but it was too risky and the fear ended overwhelming her, once discarded the possibility of jumping off the only thing left for her to do was evivate crashing into something until the bicycle lose all of its cinetic power and she could get off safely.

It turned out that when the bicycle started gaining speed, Vanessa started losing control, it started to move to right and left, like if she was zigzaging to avoid being hit by something, soon the bicycle drove Vanessa from the street to the sidewalk, Vanessa started screaming as at every moment she dodged by millimeters a uncountable number of obstacles and pedestrians, after that Vanessa noticed she was going directly towards a pile of trash bags,

To avoid ending in the trash she made a reckless change of direction that sent her directly towards a three, Vanessa did not have time to celebrate when she had to do another quickly manouver, on the bright side she managed to evitate crashing directly into the trunk; but her front wheel hitted one of the roots that had grown over the ground and she was sent flying with an horrified expression on her face.

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