Twelve-year-old Ethan loved riding his bike on the mountain trails behind his grandfather’s cabin.
He knew every turn, every rock, every shortcut.
Or so he thought.
One afternoon, he took a trail he’d never noticed before.
At first, everything seemed normal.
Then he heard a strange sound behind him.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
He glanced over his shoulder.
Nothing.
He kept riding.
A few seconds later, the sound came again.
Closer this time.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Ethan stopped his bike and looked back.
That’s when he saw it.
A massive shadow moving between the trees.
His heart nearly stopped.
He jumped back on his bike and started pedaling as fast as he could.
The thing followed.
Branches snapped.
Leaves exploded into the air.
Whatever it was, it was getting closer.
Ethan’s legs burned.
His lungs felt like they were on fire.
Then he reached a sharp turn and looked back one last time.
What he saw made him scream.
Part 2 is in the comments.
The shadow burst out of the trees.
It wasn’t a bear.
It wasn’t a wolf.
It was a huge elk.
And tangled around its antlers…
Was Ethan’s bright red backpack.
Earlier that day, he had stopped for lunch and accidentally left it hanging on a low branch.
The curious elk had gotten its antlers stuck in the straps.
Now it had been chasing Ethan down the mountain the entire time.
Not because it wanted him.
Because it wanted the backpack off.
A wildlife ranger later helped free the elk.
Inside the backpack?
A crushed sandwich, two granola bars, and Ethan’s homework.
The ranger laughed and said:
“That’s probably the first elk in history to chase a kid for homework.”
For years afterward, Ethan’s family called him:
“The fastest biker in the mountains.” 😂🚴♂️
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