Where we hid a penny dish with lid
Annie's Micro-Museum, Nostalgic Stories

Where I hid a penny

When I close my eyes, I see blue carpet in my mom's living room. I also see gold carpet at my grandma's house. I'll go there first. Now I'm sitting on the floor of grandma's living room pushing all of my finger tips into the gold carpet so they leave ten little holes. I begin… Continue reading Where I hid a penny