The Hitch Hiker By William

As I raced along in my new volkswagen van 8 seater relaxed in my leather seats on my way to the capital of France. I was skimming along at 70 km an hour. With lush thick bright green grass on either side of the road. The heat was shimmering across the road as a group of birds sweep low nearly touching the roof of my new car. Suddenly there in front of me was a hitchhiker. He was a small man almost looked like a dwarf wearing a big leather jacket with a fluro green t-shirt underneath. As I slowed down picking him up from the side of the road he Jumped in the car and we fall silent for about 10 minutes. He breaks the silence by saying “where you get the car man,” Why? I reply, “I like the car and I want one. “A car shop where else, I state. “You stole it” he accuses. what makes you think that? It doesn't look new” he continues I try to change the topic by saying “where are you going to go” As we head along the road I hear sirens. Shortly later a policeman is standing outside my window and asking me to open it. I slowly open the new window, It barely makes a sound. Why do you have a criminal in the back of your car. I explain that he is a hitchhiker. Well we will need to take your passenger and you to the police station. The cop looks to the back of the car and he’s gone. The police man screams in anger and goes running for the car he came from.