This is an original story that I did in school and got a 23/37 on I hope you enjoy it better than my teacher. )':

“Stay out you rotten little brat !” Tytus tried to pick up the coins he had dropped, When he was thrown out of the tavern. But he was to be disappointed, for the tavern owner came out again to shoo him off. “That better be the last time I see you stealing from my customers!” Tytus sighed and walked away counting the money he had left. He had £4, “Barely enough to buy food.” He whispered silently to himself.

“What do you have there?” Tytus heard a voice from behind him.

“My uuuhhh… Nothing” He replied quickly, shoving the money in his coin purse.

“Really?” she said not at all convinced “I could have sworn you had a few coins there.”

“Well you thought wrong.”

“Oh did I?” She said as a larger boy stepped out from behind her.”check him.” Tytus took off running faster and longer than ever before, but the other boy was still close behind. So in that moment he realized he wouldn’t be able to beat him in speed or stamina; so he had to use his size to his advantage. He saw a thin alleyway that couldn’t be more than 15 cm wide-a perfect fit for a boy his size-He turned sideways and jammed himself in the miniature alleyway. less than perfect. At least he won’t be able to fit . Although he hadn’t expected the girl to catch up so fast. She soon stuffed herself in the alleyway after him.She was thinner and shuffled across the walls faster. But he still had a head start and was soon rushing out of the alleyway. So with no moment to spare he ran up the nearest wall and grabbed the nearest ledge and he was soon climbing up the side of a wall. Sébastien Foucan himself would have been proud of such a feat. He was soon running across the rooftops and jumping small gaps to escape his attackers. In which he soon had a great idea; he would jump off the tower on the edge of town like he usually did to escape guards. The large boy was now after him again with the girl close behind. He was about to reach the tower when he heard a very loud cough and series of sneezing normally this wouldn’t bother him, But this was somehow different. In the moment he looked over to see the where the source of the sound was coming from; the boy who he was running from tackled him and stole his coin purse.

He never found his coin purse or met the boy or girl again nor did he learn not to steal until he was executed in 1356 at the age of 45.

The End