Oct. 12, 2007 - A dollar bills week

  Every my brothers and sister and I sit down and have a free write.  A free write is when you sit down and write about anything.  This week I wrote a story about a dollar bills week and I wanted to share the story with you so with out further ado here is A dollar bills week

If you think being a dollar is a simple life you're wrong.  I just got out of the U.S. mint a week ago and I've already had numerous adventures.  The first day I was out in the world a short man put me in a rectangular machine that had the letters ATM on it.  A few hours later a lady in a blue mini van came and got me out of that dusty machine.  Then she spent me on her lunch there was nothing wrong with that until the cashier put me in the cash register.  The problem was that there were ten coins who wanted to go into the commercial business so they were trying to come up with some ketchup jingles and they kept me up all night arguing if it should be ketchup is the greatest or ketchup is the best.  When morning finally came my George Washington eyes were about to close when suddenly the cash register opened and I was taken out and put into the hand of an elderly man with glasses on.  The man put me in his wallet and I fell asleep.  The next thing I knew the man was taking me out of the wallet and putting me in a folded piece of paper with lots of writing on it.  Then he put me and the folded piece of paper in an envelope.  I was in there for two days!  When the card was finally taken out of the envelope I saw a freckle faced boy was beaming at me there was a flash of light.  Good Grief!  I was at a birthday party and I was the present.  Jimmy said a tall black haired woman why don't you go put that some were safe.  So I was taken down a hallway to a small room with animal posters on the walls.  Then I was put in a big drawer.  The next day the boy took me out and we went to the store the boy spent me on trading cards.  In the cash register I met another dollar named Joe he told me all about his adventures so in what felt like five minutes but was actually two hours the cashier took me and handed me to a little girl.  The girl took me home and put me in her piggy bank and that were I am now.  The piggy bank is a comfortable place and I have lots of new I have to go now Joe is here and he is going to finish telling me about his adventures.

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Oct. 12, 2007 - Neat!

Posted by Liveforeternity

Neat, I liked your story!
Hi! I'm Joy! I was online and saw that you had updated your blog and thought that I'd leave you a comment! (since getting comments are so much fun!)
I love writing, do you? How many siblings do you have? I have two younger sisters and a younger brother. :-)
Well, have a great day!
Joy

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Oct. 12, 2007 - Untitled Comment

Posted by hebullard

I would never think being a dollar is simple with the way it moves around.

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Oct. 29, 2007 - Cool

Posted by carabara

I like your story :D
check out my blog sometime (NotesFromMe)

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