AUTHORS NOTE: I decided to do the point of view of a curling iron, because my curling iron is an easy thing to write about. It's easy to describe how it looks like, and what it does.
I’m a curling iron. I’m an iron that can curl. It’s kinda obvious. You know, because the word curl and iron are in my name! People want to buy me because their hair looks really pretty when they use me. But when I was in the store I was so lonely and helpless. I just sat there on the shelf watching people pick me up, look at the price and walk away. But most people don’t realize what curling irons really go through.
I always have to sit on this shelf all alone, in a dark box. I’m so lonely and helpless. My blue iron and silver handle are cold. All I can hear is the voices of humans discussing my quality and price. When they pick me up it feels like an earthquake. Sometimes, I think that they will actually think that I’m a good enough curling iron and buy me! I have different settings for different types of curls. I only cost $19.95!
One day, I heard yet another voice of a human. I heard her say “This is exactly what I’m looking for! She’ll love it!” Then, she picked me up looked at my price and said “And at a great price too!” She took me to the register and she bought me! When we got home, she used me right away and her hair was all curly! That day, was the miracle day.
Was a miracle day not the miracle day. And also I got kind of confused with all the she's and she'll. Other than that, this is my favorite piece that you wrote compared to all your other pieces published.
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