Mr.Brown lived near a centre of town.
But his small house had a garden.
Mr.Brown liked his garden very much.
It had a lot of flowers and they were pretty in summer, red, blue and yellow.
Mr.Brown like sitting there in the evening and at weekends.
But he had to work too,
Mr.Brown worked in an office, it want near his house.
So he often went to walk on then bus, he come home on a bus too.
Mr.Brown was a lonely man, he didnt have friends and didnt talk to many people.
And so he was sad and often bored.
One very hot day, Mr.Brown walked home. He didnt want to go on the bus that day.
He wanted a walk in the warm sun.
In one street, there was a small shop.
Mr.Brown looked in the window. There were very old things in the window and Mr.Brown liked old things.
He went into the shop. “Good afternoon” said the man in the shop. “Good afternoon” said Mr.Brown.
“Can I look around the shop.” “please, do”
Mr.Brown looked at the things in the shop, he saw an old doll with a sad face.
It wast a pretty face, but Mr.Brown like it.
The doll was a little old man with white hair and black clothes.
Mr.Brown thought perhaps the doll is lonely, too.
He asked how much do you want for this old doll.
The man thought oh that three Pounds he said.
Mr.Brown wanted the doll why he didnt know.
But he wanted it, Three Pounds was lots of money for this old doll. but Mr.Brown paid it.
He went out with the doll in his hand. He looked at his face, Is it smiling? He wanted it.
No, he thought. Its only a doll. He said to it I am going to take you home.
The doll didt answer. It was only a doll. So why did Mr.Brown speak to it?
Becase he was lonely, he put it in his case with his papers from his office.
Mr.Brown was tired now, so he got on a bus.
The man came for Mr.Browns money, Mr.Brown bought a ticket.
Suddenly, somebody on the bus spoke, go away, said the person. you stupid man. Go away.
Everybody on a bus looked at the Mr.Brown. Did he say that? they wondered.
The ticket man was angry with Mr.Brown, Why did he say that? He wondered.
He gave Mr.brown a ticket and went away. He didnt like Mr.Brown.
When Mr.Brown got home, he was very tired.
Who spoke on the bus, he wondered?
He didnt know. He took the doll out this case and looked at it.
It was only a doll. It wasnt very pretty. It was quite ugly.
But it had a smile on its face. “Thats strange” thought Mr.Brown.
He put the doll on the table and had his dinner.
Mr.Brown wasnt very hungry, so he only ate need bread and butter.
Then he went to bed and slept.
He forgot the doll, it was on the table.
Morning came and sun shone into the room.
Mr.Brown opened his eyes, there was something on his bed.
“What is it”, he wondered. He looked and he saw the doll.
But I left it on the table, It cant walk, its only a doll. Mr.Brown didnt understand.
It was very strange, Mr.Brown went to the front the door. Are there any letters for me, he wondered.
Yes, there were three with his name and address, but what was this?
The letters were open, who opened them? Mr.Brown didnt know.
Mr.Brown ate the breakfast then he went to the bus stop and waited.
His bus came and stop for him. Mr.Brown got on with his case and sat down.
There were a lot of people on a bus, and one old woman couldnt sit down, her face was tired and Mr.Brown was a kind man.
He stood up for her and she sat down.
And suddendly, somebody spoke” you stupid old thing”.
The woman turned and looked Mr.Brown.
She was very angry. Mr.Browns face went red.
Then he remembered the doll, He got off the bus, he couldnt understand it.
The doll was at home, He thought. or is it.
Mr.Brown opened the case and looked inside.
The doll was there,with a big smile and on its ugly face.
He put the doll down on the street and left it there.
Then he went to work, thats the end of the door,he thought,good.
Mr.Brown walked well all day.
After work, he walked to the bus stop, but what was that?
The doll was at the bus stop.
Mr.Brown saw the white hair and black clothes and saw the smile, too.
Whats happening, he wondered.
Its waiting for me. It isnt only a doll but what is it? He turned and ran away from the bus stop.
Then he walked home, he had to walked three kilometers to his house.
He was very tired. Mr.Brown sat down in the chair and went to sleep.
He slept for an hour.
Suddenly,there was a big noise in another room.
Crash, smash, Mr.Brown opened his eyes.
Whats wrong? He wondered.
He went on the room, the doll was there again.
It sat on the table and looked at him.
Mr.Browns cups and plates were all on the floor.
It isnt only a doll. Mr.Brown thought.
And it isnt a friend, it is difficult.
what can I do? He took the doll into the garden and buried it in the ground.
That really is the end of you, said Mr.Brown.
You are under the ground now.You wont get out of there.
Next day, Mr.Brown went to work on the bus.
He didnt have the doll now and nobody spoke.
He worked hard and he was happy.
Mr.Brown came home again that night. He watched televison.
This is good. he thought.
At eleven oclock, he went to bed.
The house was dark and quite. But an hour late.
But there was a sudden noisy in the night.
Mr.Brown sat up in the bed, he was cold and afraid.
What was that noisy? He wondered.
The noisy was the back door. Mr.Brown was afraid.
But he opened the door, it was the doll again.
It was dirty from the ground, but it looked Mr.Brown and smiled.
It was cold smile, and Mr.Brown was very afraid.
He looked at the doll and said go away please. go away.
The doll didnt speak, it only smile again.
Mr.Brown was very angry now, he took the doll into the garden again.
He found some wood and made a big fire, he lit the fire then he put the doll on the top.
Now die，said Mr.Brown. Its different this time, this will be end of you.
Mr.Brown smiled, the fire was hot and red, the fire got bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, there was a loud cry and people ran out of their houses.
Whats wrong. they shouted. Theres a big fire in Mr.Browns Garden. Somebody said.
Look and there were a big fire, the people looked around the house and garden.
They couldnt find the Mr.Brown, but on the ground near the fire,there was a doll with white hair and black clothes.
It wasnt pretty doll, and its smile on its face.