narrative story

There once was a
man living on my block he always thought he was so fine and dat he had it all.
he always used to smile alot for no reason. ppl always look and say wats wrng
wit u nd he would jus look nd say nun and jus smile. so everybody used to call
him smiley or mr. smiley. he was so different 4rm otha ppl he liked to do things
a certain way nd dey wasnt his way den it wasnt nun. he was so friendly. he jus
to sit outside nd jus smile smile smile for nun jus to be smiling. so one day we
was coming 4rm da store so we stayed outside nd weplayed wit each other den here
comes him comin' out his house so we was like hey mr.smiley. so we had a habit
of callin him mr. smiley or smiley. he would always look at u nd jus smile. at
first i was jus scared cuz he freaked me out cuz i didnt kno y he was smiley. he
would keep lookin at u. one time he scared dis little child cuz he was jus in
deir face smiley nd dey thought he was a monsters.