The old man was snoring.

Author: LittleSecrets

It was raining. It was pouring. The old man was snoring, so loudly that he didn't hear his front door creek open.

It was raining. It was pouring. The old man was snoring, so loudly that he didn't hear the footsteps in his house.

It was raining. It was pouring. The old man was snoring, so loudly that he didn't hear his fine furniture being stolen.

It was raining. It was pouring. The old man was snoring, so loudly that he didn't hear his bedroom door creek open.

It was raining. It was pouring. The old man was snoring...and then he woke up.

It is raining. It is pouring. The old man is snoring. He went to bed, and "bumped" his head, and couldn't get up in the morning.

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