Bryan Hong - This and That

Not my big brother, I don't have a younger brother, the other "little brother". The year 2004, while I rode my bicycle though the paths of the park, everything was fine until I hit an unseen rock at a fast speed. I was riding down a slope at the time. At the point of impact, the back wheel of my bike tilted 55 degrees upwards that caused me to fall downwards towards the front of my bike. The bicycle handle, now turned to the left, has its left edge pointing directly at me, right where my little brother was. I fell hard, impulses of pain rushed through me. A sharp pain was felt at the area, well you know where. I lied down on the ground covered with leaves for a moment, finally I mustered the strength to get up and carry my bike home. I went into the toilet, wondering if my b*lls were alright. They were. The handle missed by a few centimeters to the right where I had a nasty scrape wound.