The Wierd Man

I thought I had seen that man before. He had walked in every story that I was in today. He wore a long black leather jacket with a black shirt and black jeans. I couldn’t see his face because of his Yankee hats and the glasses that he was wearing.

I was walking down the street when all of a sudden I bumped into him and it was like he came out of nowhere. He smelled like a dead person and his hands were freezing cold. I had looked back at him after he bumped into me. It looked like he was walking into the old graveyard there was connected to the park. When I saw him I decided to follow him.

I was now a couple of feet behind him. He was walking slowly and it looked as if he was following some type of animal and almost looked like it was a cat. He turned and looked back and I quickly hid behind a tree. I creped my head around the tree and I could now clearly see that it was a rabbit. The weird man was following a little rabbit.


The rabbit turned a corner with the man right behind it. I kept on following when all of a sudden I hear a huge loud crash. I run around the corner and I see the rabbit lying almost as flat as a pancake. The weird thing is the man wasn’t there. It was like he had vanished in thin air.