Alrighty, here's a story that I wrote for Brackydoodle long, long ago on the IM when she told me "Tell me a story." I had no idea she had saved it until tonight. It's funnyish. Hee...

Well, you see... once upon a time...there was a girl, her name was Bracky. One day Bracky was walking down the street well, actually it was more sauntering...okay, walking. She was walking down the street one bright and shiny day and she came upon something shiny on the ground. She picked it up and discovered it was a bright shiny dime! She thought to herself "What can I buy with this dime?" She decided to keep it in her pocket because it would be safe there from robbers and such because you know how EVERYONE wants an American dime in Canada. So Bracky continued sauntering down the street she got tired of sauntering (you know, it's really exhausting), so she decided to mosey..until she discovered that was even MORE exhausting, so she walked like a normal person...well...as normal as people are. But where was I? Oh yes...she was walking and came upon a little boy who was just standing there. Don't ask me WHY he was just standing there. Waiting for the invisible bus to come along? Who knows. She asked him how he was and he replied...

"It was just fine and dandy until I lost my most prized possession."

"What was that?"

"It was the most amazing thing...a bright shiny dime."

"Umm..."

"And not just ANY dime..."

"Err..."

"It came from a magical place...far far away...they call it 'America'."

Bracky replied, "Oh, excuse me, I have a cobbler to take out of the oven." and she ran off into the sunset with her 'magical' dime.

The End.