The Little Man

At the grocers the other day while looking at the meat display. a voice that was so low from where I really don`t know. am I crazy I`ve no clue I slowly turned back looked around. A tiny person I found. I didn`t know what to think I had nothing strong to drink. gaining composer I asked him "why?" not too sure if he was alive. "It`s cold help me out." "I hate the smell of sauerkraut." Moving closer my whole body shook he gave me the dirty looks. I carefully held out my hand helping out that cold little man. Better get out of there fast with him that was a task. Opening my purse he jumped in almost landing on a sharp pin. At the checkout I left him out. He vanished I could smell sauerkraut.