One day I was jogging down the street when I saw a shop called ‘Buzy Books’ I walked in, it was complete darkness. I heard a noise, “Hello!” I shouted - there was no reply, so I walked further down the aisle. Suddenly a man in scruffy clothes walked in front of me, he asked, “How may I help you?” in a really weak voice.
“Don’t you mean how can I help you?” I asked “How long have you been in this shop?”
“Thirty-nine years,” he said with his voice fading away. Then I realised he had died…
By Matthew - Ash Class.