Me Needs A Bag!

This is a story about a poor girl, who is so poor, she cant afford a proper bag and has to use a supermarket plastic bag to carry her things to school. She...

okok, just joking... thats not my story :D
Well, here goes..

The Life Story of a Plastic Bag

This is a story about Citrus, the orange coloured plastic bag, so named because of its acidic colour.. Citrus is the son of mama red and papa yellow (ok well, actually Citrus was part of a mass-produced family from a plastics factory, but he likes to feel individualistic..)

Anyway, Citrus was sent to the grocer's not long after his arrival on this earth and he went home with a nice lady who bought some packets of flour for a baking session ( "thank god i'm not holding some bloody fish or raw meat" he thought....) This nice lady believed in reusing her bags and thus Citrus was put in the trash can and he was filled with rubbish before being collected by the rubbish collectors and brought to the landfill where he spent his remaining days. End of story.. hahahha, got you! :D

I'm not finished yet, not quite...

This is Citrus' very very distant relative, who actually descended from a cheapskate race called the Chinaman plastic bag.. (You know, the type that is super thick and durable, with red, blue and white checks that is very inexpensive??!) but what was incredible was that this lucky thing, she struck lottery and suddenly became nouveaux riche and is now emblazoned all over with the LV logo :D (refer here and here..)

This is one of Citrus' many cousins.. He's a thick-skinned guy, and he proudly proclaims his superior lineage wherever he goes so that people do not mistake him for any other object. Citrus envies him a lot as he is the poster-boy for narcissism and is proud to be himself!

Haha, and who do we have here?? This is old grandaunt Anya who has an incredible plastic surgeon.. She has been boycotted by the other family members as (obviously) she is ashamed to be associated with them, the snob.. In her opinion, she was the one who left the clan first in the first place.. "what future is there in being a normal, flimsy little plastic bag, hmph.."

Ok, ok.. I'm going a bit crazy here, and i dunno where the hell the inspiration for my story came about.. But the objective is to say that i don't want to end up having to use a plastic bag to carry my things around.. and believe me, i do have a lot of things to bring when i go out :D So,

"Me solemnly swear me needs a bag from
www.alicewonders.com"