THE MISSING ITEM!
"It was stolen!"...
Living without a bad jeez that would be hard! I surly couldn't live without it...
"It's gone, just gone!" I yell, Loud!
"What's gone?"
"My... My...BED!"
"How do you lose a King size bed?" Mum asked walking into my room seeing the large space in my room where the bed should have been.
"Where is it?" I yell. You don't know how much I love my bed. Sure it has sentimental value, and it's hard to live without, but there was one GIANT reason why I was so worried... In that bed was my secret money stash! Over two thousand dollars I had been saving for... well, whatever I wanted. Five years of saving, gone.
"Don't worry. We'll buy you a new one. But I still don't know how or where it could have gone." Mum said trying to calm me down. But I was already half way out the door.
Damn! Damn! Damn! Why me? What did I do? I thought to myself as I ran. Where? Who cares, I just lost two thousand dollars!
"Who would steal a bed? What would drive someone to steal a bed?" I ask myself.
"Even if they knew about the money, why wouldn't they just take the case full of the money? Why take the whole bed?"
I stop running puffing
"Hey there!" a voice said from behind me.
"Who..." I start. What I saw was the weirdest and unexpected thing i have ever seen... MY BED!
"AHH!" I yell waking up from my dream, to find myself on my bed sweating more than I ever have. Quickly I jump out of bed lifting up my mattress to see the large business suitcase lying there exactly where I had left it.
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