blue tricycle

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so there was this boy named tim from a middle class family
he had wished for a tricycle for awhile now.
on his 5th birthday tims father asked tim to come to the garage, tim went and there< was this gorgeous blue tricycle with red saddle and golden ringbell
they would play cops and thieves with his father and mother tim would chase them on their yard on his bike and plastic pistol and badge
tim would shoot at the parents yelling where he hit them, they would fall down and tim would catch them and get a chocolate bar or other candy as a reward tim was the happiest kid ever
but then one evening tim was in his bedroom window watching squirrels jumping from tree to tree when suddenly a van parks on front of their house and a man rushed from the van took tims
blue tricycle and threw it in the van, shocked tim went to wake his parents up and told what had happened, they said that we deal with it tomorrow, bike was never found
fast forward 20 years tim is now 25 year old young adult, a mountain climber no less. his parents died 10 years ago in a bus accident in sri lanka
so one evening tim is driving in his ford, ford because his mother used to say you trust in your lord you trust in your ford
tim sees this blue tricycle with red saddle and golden bell,on a front lawn of this freshly painted white house
memories of his parents and all the great times fill his head, he knows it's his bike, rushes back to his house, takes his axe and climbing robe, heads back to the white house
rings the doorbell two times, no one opens, he smashes the door open, finds a man in his 50s, tim asks about the bike man tells nothing
tim goes out checks under the saddle of the bike if there is his name carved on it and sure it is, his father made the carving when he bought the bike
furious tim heads back to the house with his axe sees the man trying to climb out of the window hits the man to the back of the head
man falls to the living room floor unconscious, tim ties the robe to the mans legs drags him to the roof
ties the other end to the chimney, throws the man down leaving him hanging head down
now tim goes to his bike rides it while singing the same song his mother used to sing to him when he was kid
sunshine my only sunshine you make me happy as the skies are grey, you may not realise how much i love you please dont take my sunshine away
and that singing and sight of young man riding a tricycle is the last thing the hanging man sees and hears while slowly his world into darkness
now tim is home and he remembers how his parent told him to never go to the attic, full of adrenaline tim decides to take a look
he sees blue tricycle with black saddle in the corner of the attic climbs up to investicate the bell is silver tim thinks to himself did he just kill a innocent man
he checks the saddle for carving there is no carving tim sees a finger bones under a sheet, he takes the sheet off and to his horror there is a skeleton with most of the bones broken
he spots a blackboard with writing on it it says where is the bike? with what seems to be blood splatters
tim leaves to retrieve his ford from the white house drives the car to the bad side of town parks it throws the keys to some poor mans front lawn and torches the car
next day neighbors of the white house find this man hanging from the roof of the house, they unexpectly decide to get rid of the body and keep it to themselves, the man had terrorized the neighborhood
so they are kinda happy about it
now tim sees his doings in the news decides to take his bike and leave the country never to be seen again
tim knows his parents tried to recover his bike which he loved more than anything

the end

[Xineoph]

This is the nicest story I've never read but appreciate the parsing over.

[fxb88]

Originally Posted by Xineoph

This is the nicest story I've never read but appreciate the parsing over.

thank you sorry for the tube writing