Sunday, September 30, 2012


    






      There once was a purse, black as night, that desired its own individual to care for it.. The purse waited in the stores inventory of its clothing and other purses seeing plentiful of different people just walk passed her and not a glance the purse saw or seeing any interest in her on the others. It dreamed of a day when that astonishing person would come into the magnificent store only looking at her and would instantly purchase her and take her home. And that day came. On a bight and hot day the clerk opened the store and as usual did the normal routine. Cleaning, scrubbing, and anticipating the clerk awaited  customers to come into the store and bargain money for the newest paycheck. On the blazing hot day, there was a young teen looking for places to shop with her birthday money looked into the store and wanted to shop. She glanced over at the shining purse that was in the raze of the sun and became interested in looking at it. The purse knew she was looking at her and to took action and but on a smile and trying to look pretty for the teen. Smiling, and waving, the purse wanted her to purchase her. Sure enough the teen thought about purchasing and finally bought her. The purse was jumping in glee inside knowing that its dream day had come. The teen loved the purse and used it constantly. Receiving commentary on itself almost every day. The purse liked being popular and feeling affluent and admired. Over time of being used and feeling loved the day came of the teen to move on. The purse looked back and saw times of being used and seeing over time you get torn down. The purse was now older than it was when purchased and was noticing rips on her sides and on the straps but, with determination the purse tried to look as new as it used to be but it didn’t work the teen had seen the purse ripping and being torn it knew the purse had done its job. The purse knew it was about the time and saw that she had done her pursuit for the teen. The purse looked back into the past and remembered every single minute almost with the teen. Seeing tons of memorable memories. The purse smiled and laughed and wanted to wave said to herself goodbye. Both the purse and the teen will never forget there  moments together , never. 

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