The Poster

I was just an ordinary girl, in love with boybands who bought a poster. But not just any poster. A magical poster.

It all happened one day when I was walking downtown and I entered the local newsagent. I loved to hang out in here. I know it sounds rather nerdy but I love to read magazines and they always have a good supply of magazines so I can keep up with the gossip. I'm not really into the whole technology thing and the Internet so it's where I get my information, the little old newsagents around the corner.

I opened the door and the little bell rang, I shouted out the back "don't worry it's only me" to the owner: Jack. He was a jolly old man with a loving, caring soul. "Alright Beth, how's my little girl doing today?" He asked me. "I'm good, what about you Jack, how are you today?" I asked him back. "oh I'm fine Beth, I have rearranged the shop this morning, the news papers are over here and the magazines are over there, and I left everything eles the way it was" he said. "good job! you should have waited until I came down I would have gave you a hand" I told him. "oh that would have been a good idea eh, maybe the next time okay?" "Sure thing" I said.

I went to the magazines. I pulled out today's and plopped myself down on the bean bag. I loved the smell in here too. it was indescribable. it was heaven.