It was as if it haunted me every time I came past it, the sound of the child screaming and crying was rushing through my mind. I remember her cycling on her bike as the chain came flying off. I also remember the sparks that flew off her spokes when she fell. She got ran over by a car on the motorway.

Her green bike stood tall on the lamppost surrounded by greenery. She used to be my best friend but she still haunts me to this day. I hope she would remember me cause I know I will remember her.