15th september
"Hey, What's up?" I asked.
"O my god look at that foot ball there- it is signed by david beckam!"
With out another word he jumped into the garden.
"Tom, stop you can't do that!!!" I cried.
"Shut up Jess!" He ordered.
Running after him over the lawn, he was just about to touch the ball but I grabbed his arm. In anger he punched my nose.
"Hey, I saw that i'm calling the police...."Said a women.
Tom grabbed her and shoved her in the shed, locking the door.
The women shouted,"it's to late I have already called the police..."
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