I was really excited when I got my first brand new bicycle. All of my previous bikes were pieced together from hand my downs from my older brother. We didn’t have a shed or anything like that to put them in so we always just parked them up against the back of the house. One day I went around back to get it and it was missing. First I thought I must have left it in the front yard. Nope, not there either. I was pretty upset about it and so my parents bought me another one. I picked out a completely different model this time. For some reason we thought the bicycle thief must have had his fill because we didn’t upgrade out security measures. By the end of summer that bike had been stolen as well.