Mr.Brown

Riding the bus home from school today I saw an old man pushing a shopping cart down the side-walk. I started thinking of everything that could happen to that old man, and this was the end result.

The day started off like any other day for Mr.Brown. Wake up, get dressed, get coffee, walk to work. But it wasn't just any other day for him, it was the 15th anniversary of his wife's death. Brokenhearted after her untimely end, he put everything that reminded him of her in one room in their old house, bought another lot, moved in there. Every year on this day he visits that room and sleeps in their bed once again. He had just left the grocery store with a cart full of canned foods and snacks loaded with preservatives and was nearing the house when he heard yelling.

It was some younger boys, in their late teens, drinking and partying on the lawn of The House! Enraged, Mr.Brown speeds up to the teens only to be shoved to the ground as the begin to set fire to his house. All of his wife's things, her memory and her ashes, destroyed by a bunch of drunk teens.

When the Boys looked back, Mr.Brown was lying dead on the ground.

Ok, so this one kind of sucks. Actually, it really sucks, don't even read it.

too late.