As the leaves rustled by Sam B

Things were going just like an ordinary Autumn for John. He was doing fine until he heard about the leaf storm. He prayed as much as he could, but as the leaves rustled, his hopes fell through the window. His front door was covered with red and golden brown leaves. He was fed up with all of the beautiful things about Autumn. Eventually it was Winter. John had been waiting for it, and was hoping it would frost all the leaves. But because Autumn had fallen late in Britain, everything was still red and brown so John felt very bad.