One day a old man saw that his goldfish was slowly turning brown. He didn’t want to think about it as his wife died last week. His grandaughter Lucy asked him if she could use a ladder to get up on top of the roof and do some gym.He said no as he couldn’t bear to lose another one. Finally the old man took his goldfish to the vets. The vet told him that his goldfish was dead. As the old man walked out of the vets a bird flew over his head. He was so sad.