The Story Of A 50 Cent Coin

The Story Of A 50 Cent Coin

I woke up one morning. It was dark. I saw heaps of other coins and notes. The ground started shaking. I heard a car door open and shut. I heard a turning of keys. We started to move. We were all rustling around trying to stay lying down but we were turning corners too fast. The car stopped. I felt us being picked up. The car door opened and closed yet again. We were walking. What was happening to us? All of a sudden we stopped. The human that was holding us in this leather cage picked up something. We walked somewhere. I saw light so I jumped out as fast as I could. I fell on the ground and the human chased me. A different human looked at me oddly and continued to look around the room, I wonder what it was looking for. The human that was chasing me picked me up. It gave me to another human. That human  put me in this metal cage. There were so many coins and notes like me! They probably went through the same thing as me. One night, the metal thing opened. Not at the usual time it does. This time it was dark. A human wearing all black looked at all of us. It started picking all of us up and putting us in a big black bag. Sirens started going off. THERE WAS TWO OF THE HUMANS WEARING ALL BLACK. A human wearing blue ran in. There was a lot of yelling. The human wearing blue put metal things on the human that took us. The other human ran away. The human wearing blue used this square thing that allowed it to talk to another human. The human that I got handed to a couple days earlier came over to us and picked us up. It put us back in the metal cage. I fell out of the cage. The human didn’t notice. I ran outside and hid. When it was light again a small human picked me up. It brought me inside.  It picked up something cold. It swapped me in for it. UGH. Back where I started. I give up. I’ll just stay there then.