The spy of the underground

If it was anyones fault it would be the man with the black, thin coat with eyes like a sharp needle pointed out and his teeth were as white as the glistning marble of buckintom floors but the face looked horrible as orange as the juiciest tangirine in the world!

It all started when I was at the underground station (Because my mum was taking me to a musem for my anoying homework) and suddenly I saw a man (The same man I was describing) and he stared at me with that evil glare that your arch enemy does when he lookes at you.

I hid my face behind my mum so the man woudn't jump onto me like they sometimes do NOT!!! Then I saw hime with a shiny magnifine glass wondering around the under ground. After a hard day walking stiffly around the unadventurous museam, I came back to the station and I saw that same man I saw early on thats why I call him the spy of th underground.