Being a Shirt

By Carla G.
3^rd grade
Highland Park Elementary School

I am a shirt on an uncomfortable

Hanger.  I am a shirt and I am waiting

For someone to buy me.  There is

Another shirt next to me and she tease me.

Now it has been a month

Of the uncomfortable hanger

And I have not been noticed.

Shh, shh be quiet.  There’s

someone

There now, I’m in the dressing room.

I got bought, brought to a home!

Ugh.  Shucks, the girl got to big now

To wear me.

What?

I’m in a garage sale now!