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A Biker's Good-Bye
It was a cold and rainy October morning. People dressed in black were standing around all sad but happy at the same time. The people on bikes were wearing jeans and leather jackets. The others were dressed in nice suits and dresses. The police escort’s siren was echoing in the high wind along with the roaring sound from the motorcycles. Friends of the past, family, and family friends had come to pay their respects. As the coffin went down into the ground tears flowed down cheeks and hearts ached more than ever before. Everyone who had flowers threw then in the grave. After the family had gone back to their cars, the bikers said words and everyone took their turn to put some dirt into the hole holding the coffin. Then everyone said their final good-byes and went back to their cars and bikes, all remembering the good times with Magoo.
