My Friend Tom

• Tallulah Nicoll, Grade 3
• Short Story
• 2016

So, I was walking down the street when... I saw an old battered up blanket, it was all dirty and had holes in it, but I didn’t know who it belonged to. I figured that it would have been someone’s, so I asked my Mum (Malissa) to get me a new one to replace it, Mum thought it was a great idea!
So I’ve been home for about two hours now, and I’ve been thinking about that blanket I saw earlier and I had this great idea! I think I should start a fundraiser for the homeless!
My friends and I were looking for people to help us with the fundraiser, then we saw a homeless man walk past. He was weak and sore, so I went over to help him. He said, “Oh my dear, thank-you so much, oh and before you ask me what my name is, I haven’t got one.” “Alright,” I said, “I am having a fundraiser for the homeless, so I will take you home and take care of you. You’ll be just like a brother! I think that the name Tom will just be perfect!”