Oké, you can have it.... I guess...

Well, here’s the story from A to Z..

I have a bike. A pretty awesome bike! It has little beads on the wheels which make pretty noises. It has a bell in the shape of a ladybug and it’s black.

Since I started school (Robin and school, huh? Is that possible. Well, it’s hard. But possible) I have to take the train. What time you ask? Too early. Way too early! I promise. When taking the train, I leave my bike at the train station. I have faith in this society and leave my bike. Locked very well. Or so I thought. Result:

Yes. Indeed. That’s right. That's my bike. Without a wheel. THEY STOLE MY FREAKING WHEEL!! WHO DOES THAT??

Sure, take it. It’s not that I was using it anyways. I don’t really need A FRONT WHEEL TO USE MY BIKE….

I don’t see the use of steeling just 1 wheel. Why don’t just get the whole thing.

And why MY wheel. I didn’t do wrong. And certainly not my wheel. She deserves better. It was a good wheel. I hope the ‘wheelthief’ treats my wheel very, very well. It was a good wheel. She deserves it.

Now I know you might get jealous at my beads. But hé, you can just buy it in a shop. They’re €5,-.

Well, after taking the bike home and hug it with all my love, I had to take it to the guy who makes bikes. You should have seen the faces on the way. Incredible. It’s cool, it must have looked pretty stupid!

It’s fixed now. My bike feels incomplete. It has a complete different front wheel. I guess I have to buy new breads. Ow wait, maybe not. It might get stolen again. I hope he stays away from my other wheel.

Dear Wheelthief,

Next time, when you see my bike, please take it and leave €70,- behind. Or just ask me where you can buy the awesome breads. Would spare me a lot of trouble. Thank you very much. Please treat my wheel good. It’s a good wheel! Love it, embrace it, use it well.

Thanks!