I was in my dad's office, listening to some music. We were talking. A golden glint caught my eye. It was a golden crown sticker. My mind all of a sudden went blank, and all i could think about was:
How sticky is this sticker? What will happen if i put it on my hand? Will it come off? Will it hurt? If i touch it here, will it stick? Why does it Stick to everything accept that paper under it? Why is it called a sticker? Will it lose it's stickiness? Will it get dirty even though my hand is clean? Why do they use these to close envelopes?
Well, the answers to those questions were easy, but that was all i could think about. "Reagan! Put that sticker down! It will loose it's stick! Couldn't help yourself, could you?" I quick slapped it down back on it's paper and stared at it. Dad's words went in one ear, and out the other. I still left it there, but i was also craving the feel of the sticker in my hand. Couldn't help myself, could i? No, I couldn't help myself. I mean, what's so special about little sticky things with printed stuff on them? I have no idea, but they are so fascinating. When little kids get a sticker even on really lame things like mazes, they seem so impressed with themselves. Even though the person looking doesn't really care. But I think they DO care. They don't talk much because all they can think about is how oddly awesome stickers are. And the little kids aren't proud of there good work, they are happy they have a new sticker to there collection. And i wanted a my little pony sticker book for my birthday for no darn reason! Why are stickers so fascinating!?
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