My English assignment

the original story

It was Sunday morning. Me and my parents just walked out of the church. All the news reporters immediately ran to them. It was sometimes annoying but my father said I need to get used to it since he was going to be the mayor soon. I looked behind the church. There was a small forest with kids playing near it. I decided to go and play with them. They were from an orphanage my family owned. We played for a while but I noticed one child being alone near the creek. "Who's that?" I asked the other kids. "He never wants to play with us," one boy said. I didn't want anyone to feel left out so I ran into the forest. "Hi!" I said climbing down to the creek. He silently looked at me and didn't say anything. "I'm Bruce" I introduced myself. "Edward," the boy said. "What are you doing here all alone?" I asked. "Catching animals," he said. "I love animals!" I said with excitement. "I can show you my pets" he slightly smiled. "Sure!" I said and he pulled out an old tin box from the bushes next to us. "You're silly! No animal can survive in a box like that" I laughed nervously not knowing what to expect. "Who said they were alive?" he looked at me and opened the box. There were old rotting corpses of different animals. I didn't know what to do so I ran away.

I never saw him since. One kid named Edward died a year before that happened. But it couldn't be him, could it?