Steam was circulating in a rusty machine which made growling noises. It was as if the machine was going to burst. Suddenly a pressing sound came closer until a sharp pain crushed me. My form changed into a rectangular shape.

My eyes opened slightly gasping at the sun rays peaking into the storage house. Walking to the window which is wet with dampness I peer into the empty field of grey grassed meadow. Out of nowhere a strong breeze entered the storage house and lifted me up like a paper airplane. My body flew all over the warehouse. Giant flesh hands tried to catch me but the breeze was too fast.

I was taken far away from the warehouse floating out of the window and into the great beyond. My mind cannot process how I got stuck in this situation. My body made from paper lay stuck on the cold snow. My world became dark as a small flesh hand grasped my body. “Mum, mum, mum. Look what I found. It´s a £50 note”. The hyperactive child says waving my body around in the freezing breeze.

Next thing I know the girl takes my body into a room next to a blazing fire. The refreshing heat makes my body relax. The heat feels so nice it’s as if I’m on fire. With a giant slam I’m crushed by a book. “If you can't look after your money I will have it" a feminine voice says grasping my half burned body which is put on a soft base. So comfy.

Later in the day when the blinds go down I hear giggling and the lights going out. I'm being squeezed against a fleshy body dancing on a bed. The creeping noises of the bed as it rocks scratches my paper. My paper body all crinkled and ripped on the edges as I float down to the floor. ´What power these flesh beings have’ I think to myself as I lay still on the wet hard wooden floor.

'Is this all flesh being do?’ I think to myself watching as the bed moves up and down. ‘This is what it's all about. My existence is to be a visual image to show a flesh being's power' I think back to all the flesh hands that tried to grab me, fight over me and show me off to other beings. Good thing I’m a £50 note.

'I’m going to be popular' I think to my self as a strong flesh hand places me inside a case full of £5's and £10's. Wait till they hear the story I'm going to tell them.