This is his fiction story. He asked me to edit it and now wants it published on tumblr.
The shopping mall was crowded with people everywhere. I saw little kids falling down and crying for their moms, like this, “Mommy, mommy!!” I was paralyzed in fear when I realized my own mom was missing. I smelled the fresh aroma of soft pretzels all around me. Suddenly, this ugly beggar that looked like Voldemort came up to me and grabbed my wrist. I punched him in the face, kicked him in the stomach and ran away. I had to get to that pretzel station because my mom said to go there if I ever got lost. The aroma got stronger as I moved toward it until… I crashed into a mob of people. Soon I was moving into the direction of the mob. Out of nowhere, a hand reached into the procession and pulled me out. At first, I thought it was the beggar, but then, I was relieved when I saw Mom’s face.
