On the seventh day of february I wandered around on the cold grassy yard behide my building looking for some squirrels to feed some chiken nuggets to.It seems impossible but..there were absolutely none.I seemed a little worried...there's always one around the neighborhood.I searched the yard for a sign that at least one squirrel is some were in the yard.I put the nuggets in my pocket as I came upon a rusty object in the grass behind the building.It was...a soup ladle...it looked like it was from olden times...like when every woman woir a dress and men woir powdered wigs.Even thow it was covered in dirt and the design was coming off...it was the most beautiful piece of silverware I had ever laid eyes upon.I picked it up and dusted it off."So stunning,so magnificent, so beautiful!" I said as I gazed at it's beauty.I just stood there admiring the piece of silver.I started to tear.As if...as if I knew this from a long time ago..as if it onced belonged to some one I loved..as if...I would be alone for ever...I shook my head and walked away from the grassy
Michiko Akimoto Community Member 
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