Of course, I already gave it away, but, the man I met on my way was the man who always was flashing that light. When I saw the man one day, I asked, "Why would a poor man have a flashlight?" I then pointed to something peeking out of his pocket. The next day was school and I told my friends two simple words. Mystery Solved. At this, they all looked puzzled. So, I told them I found the person behind the light. He is a fraud. My friends were so happy. This time when we we swung on the bars, we knew we had had a great time so far. When the bell rang, we happily ran up to our classes knowing that we could achieve something........!


THE END!