Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 432

Then the man accidentally drop the staff, and it rolled down to Taylors shoes. The man shouted to
Taylor, “Give that staff to me, you horrible boy!”
The person next to man, shouted, “Don’t listen to him. You keep the staff and use it in good way.
Please… If you give the staff to him, he will try to rule the world…”
Taylor couldn’t hear the man. He could only heard that person’s voice. “Use it good way. Use it
good way.” So, he hold the staff and ran fastest as he could, with his cat of course. His heart started to rush
faster and faster!