A Day In The Life Of A Dime, News Report Callisto 11/9/20

Interviewer: So, how is life as a dime?
Dime: Well, I'm no longer a dime of course! I was.. somehow turned into this creature with two things that go back and forth!
Interviewer: Interesting. You just knew the english language?
Dime: What language?
Interviewer: Nothing. Please, tell us your life when you were a dime.
Dime: People would babble in front of me a lot.
Interviewer: How do you have so much vocabulary when you were a dime before?
Dime: I guess after all the years I've seen enough to be capable of actual sentences.
Interviewer: Makes sense.
Dime: Aha... yeah... why are you speaking to me? Maybe I should go now..

Interviewer: Ah! Wait... who is the richest person you've been in the hands of.
Dime: How should I know their names...?
Interviewer: Is talking great?
Dime: Uhm. I guess....

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The dime didn't get to experience enough life to love it 😔
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That's Not It! - Part 1 - The Dilemma

     It was a chilly day, and when I tell you chilly, I mean a wintry miserable hell. I shrug it off my shoulders and I can feel my mouth trembling through the cold wind I blew in front of me. I finally drop my bag onto the hardwood floor. It's warm... I immediately rush to the fire place to comfort myself more. I see my whole family and some friends I invited over wrapped around the fireplace in thick blankets, hugging each-other for comfort. 
    "Milly, ain't that nice! You're home!" My older brother declares.
    "Aye Jordan! How's it been?" I say, as I haven't seen the ol' guy in what feels like centuries.
    "May want to come around here, Milly." My ma says with a charm in her eyes.
    "Ma, did you make any cookies? If it's not to much to ask for?" 
    "I'm sorry dear... no, it's far to cold right now! The baker ain't working. I asked your pa to fix it and it did nothin'. All we can do right now is try to get some warmth." 
     I looked outside. Piles and piles and blankets of snow piling up, the the little bit left o' the ol' driveway faintly disappeared. I looked at the comforting fire place.
    "What will we do when the fire goes out? And we'll be bored half to death by sitting around here all' day." I asked, with worryness filling me up.
    "Pa and I got some extra firewood earlier." My brother said, reassuringly.
    "Yeah, Milly, plus, you got us! We can help entertain you." My friends said with unison.
    "I suppose it's fine then..,"
    I jumped into the pile of fluffy blankets and gathered around there, hugging anyone who could give off comfort.
    Knock! Knock!
The door was still visible, I could see a figure standing at the door. What if they needed help? I couldn't just leave them there. So, wearily, I walked over and saw a girl.
    "H-Hello?"
    "Kacy?! What are you doing out here alone in the cold!?" I shout.
    "My parents... they kicked me out."
    "Why?"
    "It's a long story... do you have anywhere I can stay?"
    I had a huge dilemma. She was my best friend and was outside all alone on a chilly day. If I let her in, I'd have no blanket space-- as I'd care more about her having safety, she was shrill, she looked as if she hadn't eaten in days, and she was bruised. Then, I risk getting hypothermia.. and maybe even dying.


                         

                Find out soon in the next chapter what Milly chooses out of her dilemma.

Tears

    What's that? Your eyes filling up with water and your smile turning? Are you tearing up? Are you falling apart? I hope you get better.. even though I'm no help anyways. Words don't help. Now I hate to burst anyone's bubble, but I've seen those words, they're trying to help prevent things. It's not that easy. Words can't just change someone's view on life. Because those words aren't going to change what's going on for them. Because...

When your heart is in pieces, which piece do you follow?

When your tears won't dry, what towel will you have?

Who are you if your soul is taken?

What path do you follow when your future is gone?

What friend do you choose when they're all gone?

I don't choose human nature, none of us do. We ended up this way, like pretty little mistakes. Ones that advanced into technology so far but breaking and putting down other people. Even when we're all human. And of course, I'm not doing this with a purpose. I just like spreading the truth. A lot of people try to be like: "Look up at the good things." to get a better picture or get clout. So, we've all had enough, huh?