1939 Louis was running, he was scared. Explosions, buildings crashing all around him, he couldn’t find shelter. He looked around remembering not to stay still for this war. He saw a building he had seen many times before the war and now millions lay dead. His parents were blown up in an artillery shell and his ragged black clothes were all he had to remember them by. He ran into the nearest building, the door was open, then slammed shut like lightning. Hoping the building might keep him safe for a while at least until German planes disappeared, he stepped in.

As he looked around, strange things from the First Great War war: uniforms and toys made of pure iron painted beautifully, on the left side on the ceiling there were many guns but also some regular things like carriage rides, a hand wheel the size of a mouse and a sculpture of a snake. A picture of a shark, the size of a whale, Purple Loaded chest overflowing with gold and diamonds. He took one step And then the floorboard broke under him and he tripped.

“Hello there” a man said He was startled and quickly rushed out “hello” His hand is brown perfectly black suit Louis grabbed his hand and pulled himself up “You made quite a lot of noise but at first I was startled but someone came into the shop It’s just an 11-year old maybe 12-year old boy.” “Excuse me, I am 13!”