Autobiography of a broken chair

Broken bicycle writing

My name is Lucky, and I am a broken bicycle. I was made by the Hero Bicycle Company. From the company, I reached a big cycle store. There, I stayed with many other bicycles. One day, a boy came with his uncle to buy me. He was 14 years old. He liked my red color. Every day, he rode me. The boy used to clean me every day. He knew how to cycle very well.

Autobiography of a broken bicycle in 150 words in english

He used to get upset whenever I got scratched. When I was broken, he repaired me. He used me for three years. Then, one day, his father bought a motorbike for him. From that day, he stopped riding me as much. I stayed in the garage, gathering dust.