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Julius Grant
There once was a fine young gentleman called Julius Grant. Mr. Julius was a kind and honest man, who lived his life as a Language Art’s teacher. He was very well known for his talents in writting and speaking. He spoke like a gentleman should always speak, formally, and with a sense of honesty in each of his words.

Every day, he would walk down the streets of our town, greeting each town’s person with a friendly “Good morning”. He walked to Rivertown’s High School each day of the week to teach his students the proper way of writing, speaking, and reading. His students always paid much attention and gave much respect to Mr. Julius because he taught them well and much more better than any other teacher.

Mr. Julius was also about to get married to Miss Angelica Jones, the daughter of Mr. Jones, the librarian. But sadly, he called off the wedding because he decided that his life was already filled with joy and delight. But Miss Angelica didn’t like that thought at all.

Mr. Julius kept on living life, he lived to be sixty-five and sadly, Miss Angelica still held her grudge against him. She never forgot the day he canceled their wedding and she swore to get her revenge.

One day, as Mr. Julius walked down the streets of the town, giving everyone his honest and friendly “Good morning” once again, he received a message from his most favorite student, Billy Crownwell, son of William Crownwell, the banker. Billy spoke of a plot that Miss Angelica had planned for Julius. Mr. Julius did not belive Billy, and thought it was a childish imagination.


Then, that night, as Mr.julius slept, Miss Angelica murdered him. At the morning, the town’s people wondered where he was at. Then after they found him dead on his bed, Miss Angelica was accused of murder and was arrested.

Mr. Julius had a big and memorial funeral, where everyone gave there last respects to him. He was buried in the Rivertown National Cemetery. He was remembered for many years by the town’s people and his students.

They made him a beautiful tombstone. And the stone was carved with elegant writting. And each year, they visited his grave and brought him gifts that symbolised all his done for the good of the town’s people. His tombstone read” Here lies our dear Mr. Julius. He lived a great life and died a cruel death. We will never forget his teachings...”