Once there was an anatomy model named Steve. Steve would sit on a desk in the 4th grade biology classroom and let the children take out his organs and watch them attempt to put them back. Steve did not love this job as much as you would think. Steve had always dreamed of being a shop mannequin, but he knew that an anatomy model could never be a mannequin in a store. So Steve continued to sit on his shelf, and count his organs. But one day as Steve sat there, the children's teacher, Miss Thompson, stepped out of the classroom for a moment. Once she left, the room broke out into chaos. The kids began what seemed like a free for all game of dodge ball. Steve was terrified and prayed that he would remain unnoticed. Unfortunately, one of the boys spotted Steve and grabbed him off the shelf, and began beaming Steve's organs at four girls who were huddled in the corner. Miss Thompson returned to the room and was furious at what had happened. She gave them all detention and had them clean up the room. Once the kids had finished cleaning, they went to lunch and left Steve alone. Steve was furious. He could not stand this kind of abuse any longer, and made up his mind that he was going to get out of there and become a store mannequin.
Steve got off his stand and descended down the shelf. Once in the school hall, he cautiously made his way through, being careful not to make any noise. Suddenly Steve heard the sound of wheels and quickly hit the floor behind a corner. The old janitor, Mr. Nelson, showed up with his cart of cleaning supplies and began to mop the hall. Mr. Nelson was blocking the front doors and Steve knew he couldn't get by without being seen so, when Mr. Nelson's back was turned, Steve made a dash for the cart and lunged into it. Knowing that Mr. Nelson would dump the dirty water outside, Steve waited patiently. He was rewarded when Mr. Nelson brought the cart to the door and dumped out the water. While he did this, Steve dived into a bush and was finally free!
Steve looked around and noticed that there was a large highway with a few houses along it and directly across from him was a plaza with many stores. Steve walked briskly to the side of the road but realized that the crossing would not be easy. There was a constant flow of cars and Steve could hardly catch a glimpse of the other side. Cautiously, Steve stepped into the street and waited for a gap in the stream of cars. Once he saw it, he made a dash for the yellow line and just barely made it. Steve watched for the next break in the flow, and made another dash, skillfully making it out of the road and to safety!
Steve walked into a store with many mannequins, who Steve hoped would give him a chance. Steve walked over to a mannequin wearing a neon blue dress and a bright purple wig and asked her If he could work there. She was skeptical but told him that he may be able to model in the toddler section.
She brought him over and gave him a baby's jumpsuit to try on, and told him to go stand on an empty platform. Once she said this, she left.
Steve was ecstatic and quickly threw on the jumpsuit and scrambled onto the platform. Once on, Steve began to think of dramatic position he could use. Eventually he decided on simple jazz hands. After few minutes of this, his arms became tired and he sat down to rest. Steve attempted to make conversation with the other mannequins but they would give him an annoyed looks and then return to their modeling. Steve was extremely bored and decided he wanted to return to his classroom where he was needed. Steve put the jumpsuit back into the pile and left the store.
Steve was anxious to be home, and since he knew what to expect crossing the street he quickly cut across with little trouble. He made it back to the school grounds and was contemplating how he was to get back in the school, when he was picked up and put in a black bag. Steve was very scared and confused, and hoped it was not someone picking up litter! The person walked with him for a bit, and then Steve felt himself being brought out of the bag and placed into the hands of Miss Thompson, who cleaned Steve and sat him back on his shelf. Steve from then on was glad to sit on his shelf til the end of his days.
THE END
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