Hannah's++snap+shot+memory

On a warm day, as birds chirped my brother and I glided up and down the street. Michael was riding his old blue scooter and I was riding my shiny black bike. We were having tones of fun. We were going up the hill that was up the street. I think we were going to race down it or something like that. When we were going up he was right in front of me. Then all of a sudden he feel! I was too close to him to stop. I tried to slow down but I could not. I ran right over him! Then I feel off my bike myself. I felt so bad. He had big black tire marks on the back of his bight white shirt. It was like he was a bug and i mushed him flat. I did not mean to. Honestly. He was in pain as tears rolled down his face. (he was 9 and i was 7) I felt so bad I started to cry too. I said sorry to him like a million times. So we went inside and went to my mom. In a hour or two Michael was as good as new. I still felt bad about it but he for gave me. Now when we talk about that incident we both have to laugh a little.