Bad Girls

I remember learning to ride a bike with my best friend in primary school very well.
We found a bike resting against her fence out in the street so
we sort of borrowed it for awhile took it into her backyard to practice riding it.
Well when we had finished.We put it back & there was my brother ohoh !!
He said it was his bike only he told us he had stolen it, oh boy,we were happy to give it back.
My brother always was in trouble, a loveable larriken.He died at 39 from drugs ect.
May he rest in peace. I wil always love you my brother. 
chellybelly chellybelly
51-55, F
Jul 13, 2010