The pothole

a non-fiction story

It’s a cold morning in the spring-time, I wait for my brother to take him to work,

As were driving, everything is good, 5 minutes into driving we heard a loud pop noise

And the car bounce and the radio turned off, we knew something happened, so we pulled to the side and got out of the vehicle and looked at the tired, it was busted, we looked in the street and saw a giant pothole, it was early morning and it was still dark outside and didn’t see it, and the day before the pothole wasn’t there, we was only 5 minutes away from home, we got back in the vehicle and drove slowly back home.