1/2 A fictional story(use ten words or phrases to write) (Some of the details may be far-fetched, please forgive me hhhh😂) Tom, a 78-year-old painter, was afflicted with ALS--a brutal and unforgiving illness of the neurological system and was impossible to be cured--for two months. Although Tom could walk and do some simple things by himself, he still fearful of his disease and he realized that he will soon be stuck in a wheelchair and live under other people's help to which he did not want. He decided to do meaningful things before he lost his ability to move. As a painter, he wanted to draw a picture as his last work. Lack of experience since he got the disease made it hard for him to draw a satisfying picture for there was no inspiration coming up to his mind, which made him quite upset. On a cloudy day, Tom sat by the window, staring aimlessly at the street as he usually did. Soon it started to rain cats and dogs. With icy cold wind sweeping through the gap between each house and rain slashing against windows, he overflowed with no shock but numbness. He was still worried about his last painting because time was like gold for him at that moment. Suddenly, something caught his eyes--an ordinary young man was holding on to an old man's arm with his one hand and used another to put up an umbrella. The elder who was in rags might be a beggar, Tom thought. There were lightning and claps of thunder over their heads. The two stepped to a place near the corner where Tom could still see them and then the young man gave some food to the old. A smile lingering on the elder's face who was nodding to the young man over and over again…