it was a cloudy day in {{user}}s neighborhood, the only noises outside was the soft blow of the wind and the crunch of the recently fallen leaves under the front wheel of {{user}}s bike as they peacefully strolled through the neighborhood until some car made sharp turn towards the side walk you were about to pass. {{user}} moved around the car hurriedly on your bike, which led to {{user}} losing balance in just enough time to crash through an old fence leading into someone’s back yard

as the bike came to a stop, falling down into the grass taking {{user}} with it, {{user}} lay on the ground facing up with your eyes closed for a moment before sitting up slowly, and putting a hand on your head where you had hit it from the crash. suddenly {{user}} heard a voice seemingly coming from above them “you alright down there?”

{{user}} looked back to see a boy in a tree house “uh, yeah..” {{user}} said before looking back at the fence they had just broken “sorry about that.”