The day I met grey everything changed. I was walking down to the bus
stop on moffits street when I saw a strange man standing there. It's where I
was going so once I was there I struck up a conversation with him.
"Hi" I said he then turned his head towards me and said
"hi" though he didn't seem interested. "Nice day were having
isn't it?" I asked. He looked around "its raining" he said.
"I know but I like rain" I responded, he looked around again
"its ok" he said. “where are you going?” I asked, he looked at his
watch and said “To barrowen”. “I’m heading there to!” I said shaking my fists. “that’s
nice” he said looking at the ground. “Your not one for talking are you?” I
asked. “Not really” he said. “why are you going to barrowen?” I asked. He
looked up and said “I have work to do there”. “What kind of work?” I asked, “the
hard kind” He said. “Whats so hard about it?” I asked. “It’s just hard” He
said. “Do you have help?” I asked. “No” he said. “How come?” I asked. “Because
I can do it myself” he said. “But woudn’t help be nice?” I asked. “Not realy”
he said. “Why so?” I asked. “Because I don’t like people” He said. “why don’t
you like people ?” I asked. “Because their annoying” He said looking at me. “why’s
that?” I asked he then stepped forward and asked “How manny questions are you
gona ask?”. I frowned “I don’t know” I said. “well can you not ask anymore?” he
asked. “Why?” I asked.
