A short story Hi everyone, I wrote this short story for my English class with specific verbs my teacher gave me, I need to know all my mistakes and If you can, try to make the writing sound more natural The story takes place in the early 50’s It was an awful day, I waited all day long for this special date but she never showed up. “Maybe she is late, It’s difficult to get around in the city when It’s raining” I thought, but the hours passed and nothing happened, I had bought an expensive bouquet of roses for her, I was supposed to pick her up in the bus stop but she never came, so I turned around way back home. While I was walking I thought “Maybe I should call her up, she must be in trouble or maybe she just didn’t want to come” I stopped at Manhattan Mocha, a new coffee shop in the downtown and then I saw him, he was in one corner of the place, coughing like a sick dog, loud and louder every time. -”Are you ok?” I asked. -”Don’t bother young man, I’m new in town, the climate of this city is driving me crazy.” He answered with a funny accent, it was a mixture of southern and british accent. -”They called me the british redneck but I’m from Artesia, New Mexico.” He replied. -”So, What are you doing here in New York?” -”They want to kill me” -”They? Who?” -”I have seen things I’m not supposed to.” I hadn’t noticed yet but he was in a big plight, his clothes were dusty and dirty with a haggard appearance in his face, maybe something was disturbing him but I couldn’t figure it out. -”You don’t believe me, right?” -”Does it make any difference if I do?” -”Have you heard the news? read the papers? they are here, among us but they don’t want us to know” At that moment I was really annoying already, the girl I liked never showed up and now there was a crazy homeless guy talking about conspiracy theories, but what could I do? -”I will tell you the truth but you don’t know me, I was never here and you never saw me, ok? -”Ok.” And the man started to speak out about his ordeal. I will never forget that day, It was July 7, 1947, I was sleeping like always in my caravan when I heard a loud impact coming from outside. I didn’t know what was that, maybe there were planes, I didn’t care too much so I went back to my bed. Like 15 minutes later, there was a huge explosion that struck our neighborhood and shook my caravan. The girl next door started to scream, I jumped out of my bed and went out to try to figure out what was happening.