Short Story

As Matt was walking down the street. He saw trash on the floor next to a trash can. Looking with sadness. Without watching where he stepped he might have step on something that wasn't from the floor or trash it was a piece of poop from a human or an animal. While he walk home with poop on his shoes he can hear a police car chasing down a criminal. Stopping by a sandwich store buying it to eat, as he walked through a park remembering about the poop on his shoe ran home to wash it off. As he ran home he thought to himself "There goes my lunch time without the noises at home ." Picking up one or two pieces of trash while he runs, putting it in a trash can feeling good about what he is doing didn't worry about anything else. Knowing that this might be the best neighbor to live in it doesn't matter to him because he had time for himself and nobody else.