The Sad Man – by Matthew

Yesterday, a man in my town got a story about him. He finally got a job as a cashier, since he didnt have a job. he was walking frantically as it was his first day. It was a great day with birds singing, and the sun was smiling down to earth. As he crossed a road “BOOM!” he got hit by a misty car, the man in the car came out and shouted “ITS NOT MY FAULT HE WALKED ON A RED LIGHT!”, as the blood started to drip out of his arm, it was a crimson colour. The grave is now decerated in flowers and things that he loved, and it is still up today.

2 thoughts on “The Sad Man – by Matthew”

  1. I enjoyed your writing. Take care with full stops and apostrophes though. Your rounded ending left me knowing I’d reached the end of a good tale.
    Mr. M. (Team 100WC)
    Bedfordshire, UK

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