Mr. Bill

There I lay, inside the musem that I always wanted to. These people thought I was amazing but I have seen a lot like be before, come to think of it I have seen millions of my kind just being handed away. I dont understand this what makes me so special? My mom told me I was always different, unique. I dont get this at all I am just a bill I dont like all the people staring at me. My mom told me I go would the farest in life because of my "unique" look. Well being on desplay all day long and all night does not feel like i'm going anywhere I dont know what she ment by that because I am not moving. I have to figure this out, why am I so different from my kind? So that night I escape my desplay case and catach a breez to drift on. I slowely assend to the ground nearing some water. My mom told me never to go near water but I had to figure this out. I look into the water. I now know why I am so different. I am a 2$ bill. It ll comes back to me. I have seen 12, 20, 50 even 100 dollar bills but never have I ever seen another 2$. I understand why I am so "unique" as my mother used to say. One of the night time guards steps on mr and sais"what are you doing out of your desplay"? He puts me back and now I am happy for I know that I am different and I am proud.