My Best Friend Tom

　　Tom is my best friend. He has short hair and wears a pair of glasses. He is shorter but a little bit stronger than I am. In my eyes, he is a clever and brave boy.

　　One day we went to school by bus together as usual. The bus was so crowded at the rush time. "Oh, my god! Where's my wallet?" A woman beside us cried suddenly. We thought there must be a thief around us, and we tried to help her but failed in the end. The next stop was coming and the woman became more worried. Just then Tom rushed to the driver quickly and told him what happened.

　　All the passengers were taken to the police station and the thief was caught. We were late for class that morning; however, we felt excited at that unusual experience.