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I looked at the red moon as it set in the mountain. You could hear the power of my bike as I went throw the mountains. The world look like peaceful place for once. I stopped to look at the final seconds of that red moon. It was weird and beautiful at the same time. It was as if someone ripped the sky from it’s place and put a beautiful painting in place of it.
After the moon left I hoped on my Harley and heard the thunder roar. I had my mission so I went roaring down the road. For this simple time it was me, my bike, the mountain, and nothing else. As I road down the road I could feel the air roaring pass me and for these few minute I was a bird with nothing to lose but life. I started to notice that my bike was starting to get on “E”. I hoped there was a gas station up a head. It would suck if I had to push this bike. Finally I saw a gas station up ahead a little bit. Then at the point I heard what I didn’t want to hear “putt,putt.”
I had ran out of gas and it had to be at least 80 degrees out and the gas station was a least a football field away this is going to be fun. I start to push and then all of a sudden the gas grew legs and walked another football field away. Finally I was carrying the bike in the gas station. Sweat was pouring down my body and I felt like I was going to pass out. So I parked my bike next to the first pump I reached.
I took a look around it look like a run down gas station that probably broke every code their was. I walked in to the store. Great no A/C and walked to the refrigerator and got a cold Pepsi I gave the old man a twenty and and said “put fifteen on pump 3 and a pack of Marlboro Red.” He handed me a dollar and some change. Then he turned around and got the cigs. Then he handed me them. I packed them and lit one up. He asked “So where you going?”
I said “Nowhere.” He then said “I was going nowhere and that is where I ended up.”
“Yeah, well I thinking of a different place then this dump.” “Well that what I used to think then I realize that this is nowhere.”
I then put the cig out on the counter and walked outside. I grab the notebook and a pencil out of the back of my pants. And then hoped on the bike and started to write...

My Peace

I wish we could all have peace
but it still has problem of to cease
But I got my own piece
of that sweat peace
it as if there is a little crease
right in the middle of Tennessee

After a that I started my bike and started down the road. I start to think of my mission but of course I keep on drawing up blank. All I knew was that I was on the road toward that mission. I had been on this road for about 6 month and their was nothing telling why or what I was doing except of which road to take. The first think I remember is that I was on the road on this bike and my tire went than I took a little fall and riped my pants. I walked for about 2 miles and found a gas station and had them change my tire. But where did I get the money? or the bike? or even the cloth on my back. I don’t know past that six month.
THe sun was leaving me now so I decide to stay at the next motel I would find. It was probaly another hour before I found this roach motel in a small town. He got off his bike and lit a cigerette. He then start toward the front desk. There was a girl in her early teen, blonde hair, and a bueitiful young face. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. I asked “Do you have any rooms left?” She then said “Yes room seven is still open. It has one bed.” She had a little squek in her voice with a southern accent. “I’ll take it how much.” She then said “It will sixty-eight dollar and tax so the total comes to seventy-two and eight cents.” She then hand me two towels. I then thanked her and left.
I walked to my bike and started it up and drove to my room. I then walked into the room. It was as exactly what she had said. I sat my pack on the bed and head toward the bathroom. I then took off my cloths and entered the shower. I then turned the hot water on. I flinched when the hot water hit my skin. I then turned the cold water in a hurry. I just stood and appreaitced the warm water on my back. I then finished bathing my self.
I then walked out of the bathroom towards the towels and the started to dry my self. I then heard a knock at the door. So I wraped the towel around me and head toward the door. I opened it and the girl from the front desk was there. I asked “What do you want?” She then handed me a letter and said “This letter came for you earlier from a man who drove a F-150 and he said a man with a hertige softtail will come here and stay the night. Well I know it only nine a o’clock but I think this is for you.”
I opened the letter and all it was a piece a paper and some money. I then slam the door in the girl face and walked toward the the table with chairs around it and the sat down. I started into a deep thoaght.
What is up with this man. He knows every step I take and on top of that he gives me these blank letters and large amount of money. Why? Does he have something to do with mission that I am on. But I don’t know cause I never see his face. This does not make any sense to me. How I wish I could remeber at least a few things so I could at least start to put things back together,
All I know as of now is this little bull**** so I might as well just go to sleep instead of stressin’ about this ****.

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