One day I walked to the river, where my granddad took me when I was little. This was my favorite place I would hide under the willow tree. But when I got there The river bed was dry. I have never seen the river bed so dry. But I see something shiny. It’s a coin. I went to pick it up. It’s had writing on it… Tim and granddad 2016. It was the coin my grandad and I dropped into the river when I was little. This reminds me of him, I just wish he was here to see it.