My BFF, Claire, rushed over. Everyone must have heard about the accident because they gave me flowers and chocolate!
Is this the surprise?” I asked my dad.
“Nope, this is!” he paused taking something out of the black bag he brought with him. He pulled out two shiny, golden wheels! I gasped.
“Dad! THANK YOU!” I yipped. My Dad replaced my old dull wheels with the new ones.
“They’re supposed to be WICKED fast!” my bad exclaimed.
Claire smiled and said, “Come on!” We raced around the track me on wheels, her on feet. The wind whipped through our hair like a smiling breeze. From that day on, they called me “The Girl With The Golden Wheels”, and I knew everything was going to be all right!
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