It was night. The street was pitch black, and the lights weren’t working. After, Oliver was on the road about to go inside then coming from no where a fox jumped, and scared the life out of the sad, poor Oliver, and it bit his leg. Crying furiously, Oliver’s family was crying. His children: Laura, James, and Harry, also his wife- Mary- it was so sad. Oliver said, “Harry play the race for me tomorrow!” “Yes dad,” answered Harry. “Love you man,” they said sorrowful. Then morning arrived. Lets get ready for the race. I can just do running round the garden until its time.