Thursday, October 2, 2014
journal entry #4
It all began when I got delivered to this party place store. I got placed on a shelf just like all the other piñatas. I was afraid I would never get picked because I am a panda piñata, and people usually always pick the horse or donkey looking ones because well that's the only kind u see at a kids birthday parties. As days go by I was still sitting there. The shelves were getting empty again so the employers ordered more piñatas and of course they didn't order any more panda piñatas because I was still sitting there so they thought why buy more if we can't sell one. I felt so hopeless and useless just sitting there. It was like I was a waste of space. Days turn into weeks weeks turn into months. Until today a women walked in and said "I'm looking for a panda piñata , please tell me you have one? My daughter is in love with pandas and I've been all over the place and no one has one." The employee said "Today's your lucky day! We have only one in stock!" They walked up to me and I thought FINALLY ! IT'S ME BEING PICKED ! I get taken to the register and got rang up. The next second all I know I'd that I'm bring hit by a wooden stick till the candy is poring out of me and I've never been any happier.
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All I know is I'm being hit not that I'm bring hit but other than that your story was pretty good and I recognized no other errors.
ReplyDeleteYou used u instead of you. Also the sentence "second all I know I'd that I'm bring hit by a wooden stick" needs to be revised. I liked how it wasn't like mine though. Yours had a happier ending unlike others that ended kind of gruesome. A panda piñata sounds kind of cool to buy. Do they really sell those?
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