I have a yellow bike, and everyone thinks it’s ugly. People bully me because of it, and the only person that likes it is my best friend, Alina. One day, I was riding my bike with Alina, and someone pushed us off of our bikes. We were yelling at them. They were punching us, and they stole our bikes. They zip-tied my bike to a tree. I was unconscious, and I passed out. Alina went to get our parents. Everyone was so scared. I woke up when our parents got here. We were all hugging each other. We went home.