I didn't even make it to the park. I set it down on the sidewalk, took a deep breath, and stepped on.
The board stopped. I didn't. I performed a very ungraceful somersault into a hedge. As I pulled a twig out of my hair, I looked at my scuffed black board and grinned. It wasn't perfect, but it was mine. If you'd like to , let me know: Should I enter a race with my friends? Does the board have a secret feature I didn't know about? Or should I struggle to learn a difficult trick? i want to buy a hoverboard
Walking into the store, my heart hammered against my ribs. I pointed to the board, handed over my crumpled bills, and walked out carrying the heavy box like it was a chest of gold. I didn't even make it to the park
I spent six weeks mowing lawns and washing cars. I skipped every pizza night with friends. My "Hover Fund" jar finally hit $350, and today was the day. I didn't
The board beeped. I wobbled. My arms flailed like a windmill. Then, the motors whirred, and I was gliding. The wind hit my face, and for a second, I felt like I was flying through the suburbs. Then came the crack in the sidewalk.