Fire Girl Descriptive Writing

There are many things I see as the day goes on. At the start of the day a nice girl with hair as golden as a shining sun sets me in her wallet. She’s nice when her thin fingers make every inch of my crisp, green body flat in the tight pocket so I do not wrinkle. There are other dollar bills in here with me. They seem friendly enough, but as I try to say hello they do not answer. Before I can even ask why, we stop moving and the girl pulls us all out. It’s nice to be able to breathe again without feeling claustrophobic in the tight space, but soon the sunshine girl’s cotton soft fingers are sweetly handing us over to a new girl. This one has fiery red hair and calloused fingers tips rough against my smooth paper. Fire girl splits us up into different sections of a cold metal drawer with …show more content…
It’s vast with a cold grip like a vice on your thoughts that makes you question everything you believe to know about your surroundings. It seems to last longer than it probably does before there is a resounding click that rings throughout the drawer and reverberates off every edge. The drawer opens and a blinding light suddenly shines in, vanquishing the awful monster of darkness. It’s a man this time hair as black as the terrifying darkness. His thick and rough hands grip my end tight and pull me out to see the world once more. I can see two ladies with small monkeys racing up there long arms. Another has a small child who rings a sweet melody of laughter at the monkey’s humorous antics. Before I can see more, the man hands me to a new man with hair silver as the shiny ball in the sky at night.
He takes me home where he has lots of animals. Cats of all shapes and colors. Big dogs with little tails. A bunny as white as a blizzard and lots of lizards. As he put me on the counter, I hope to live another day. Though I fear it may be my last when the cat with the brightest green eyes licks its lips and stalks towards me like a wild tiger chasing its