Once upon a time, my mom asked me to go on a walk with her. Of course, being the good son that I am I replied with, “Yes, mother. I would be glad to go on a walk with you.”
We then proceeded to go to the garage because I had wanted to ride my bike as my mom was walking. I opened the garage door with the key specific to the garage that was hanging from the key rack in the kitchen around two to three inches above the coffee pot which is on the far side of our kitchen next to the sink located around the middle on the left of the kitchen if you walk through the entrance on the right next to my mother 's bedroom which is in the middle of the hallway that leads to my bedroom around the end of the hallway found in the hallway that is to the left of
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I remember this because a long time ago when I first learned to ride a bike in 1492, Columbus was actually sailing the ocean blue. I fell off my bike, in the same way that the Europeans distributed diseases to the Indians, rapidly. Then I got up and threw my bike to the ground in the same way that Indians distributed Syphilis to the Europeans, a divine act of revenge. I then realized that no matter what I do to the bike, nothing will change the fact that there is no afterlife. So I got up, and grabbed a hammer, and smashed the bike into pieces with a pillow. After I was done, I looked to the heavens asking, “Is this what you wanted?” Then, all of a sudden, a ladder come from above in a brilliantly shining light. The ladder was made of solid gold. It shone with radiance a thousand times brighter than the sun, but still not painful to look at. I grabbed ahold of the ladder. As soon as I tightened my grip, the ladder shot upwards at a speed of Mach 11. Somehow I was safe from the immediate pressure change, but I then realized that there was a man standing there. I couldn’t see his face since he I was behind him The light he emitted was even brighter than the ladder. I shielded my