The $5 bill

Assignment: Trace the journey of a five dollar bill through the lives of five different owners.  What was exchanged during the transition?  August 30, 2011

When I was a baby bill, I remember being in a close knit family.  I was jam packed with lots of people who looked like me.  We were bound together and shipped to a place I overheard was called Bank of Trust.  When I was set free, I was separated from most of my family.  There I met new bills.  Some $1s, $5s, $10s, $20s and a guy called Benjamin.

My next home was with a lady name Jill.  Upon our meeting, she flipped me over again and again as she said in awe repeatedly, “That’s what new money looks like”.  Placed in a tight, dark compartment, Jill later put me in a new residence.  When I saw light again, I heard people yell, “Happy Birthday, Billy”.  Billy put me in his pocket as he was prompted to do by Aunt Jill.  He balled my up and that new feeling I had was over.  I did get a bath in that pocket, as Billy forgot to take my out.  I went from the washer to the dryer.  Billy’s mom saved me.  The next day I went to his school when I was reunited with some of my family in the register of the cafeteria.  I didn’t stay there long.  A teacher guy paid with a big bill and I was given to him as change.  The teacher; Mr. Frederick took me to the store after work and gave me to another girl in exchange for a scratch off.  I didn’t end up where I thought I would (in another register).  She put me in her pocket.  It was tight, dark and crowded in that pocket.


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