The Short Ending

Marwin was almost a hundred years old when he suddenly started to shrink. The process was slow at first so it took a while for anyone to notice. It´s common for most people to shrink a centimeter or two in their older days anyway. But, after a few months his son started to get worried when Marwins pyamas didn´t fit quite as well anymore. He called the doctor who came over in a hurry, but after hours and hours of examinations ha could not find a single wrong with Marwin. He was as healthy as a horse (or at least a very old horse) The nice doctor didn´t just declare him healthy, he even offered at a solution to the pyamaproblem. -Buy him a new, smaller one for christmass. And so was done. However, even that one was to to big after a few days. The shrinking had started to escalate! Now even the neighbours began to worry. Dear old Marwin on the other hand, he was happier than ever. He didn´t need to be lonley anomore now that family and friends always came over to help him. But he was a little irritated however about not being able to go to the bathroom by himself anymore. (He just couldn´t reach)

As the year went by he bacame smaller and smaller by every day. He even had to borrow clothes from his grandson Carl who was delighted to have his grandfather in such a small state. He loved to play with him. Pull him by his beard and steal his glasses. They used to sit together on the lawn. The two year old boy and his grandpa. Both as small and both wearing dipers.

But soon Marwin became so small that one day, he was misstaken for a rat and accidently killed by his next door neighbour Mrs Doreen Simmons.

En saga jag skrev i samband med ett nationellt prov i engelska B.

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