ten dollars

I am a ten dollar bill. In my life time I have been given to people or traded for something thousands of times. I have seen inside many shops and houses of people that have owned me in the past years. Sometimes I return to the people I once had before after being through a long process of being given to many different people. Today I sit alone in a man’s dark wallet. The man takes me into a small shop in the town. In this shop the man walks around for a while with me in his hand. Finally the man traded me in for a loaf of bread. I now sit in a cash register waiting to be given out to a different person that arrives at the store today. Finally a young boy walks into the store with his father and I get handed to him. We take a long walk until we show up to a small house. Inside the house the little boy puts my into a pig shaped box. I sit here in the box until my next journey comes.