Where all the Lost Things Go I have long since forgotten about all the little lost things. I have always wondered where all they go. I think that's where I belong, among the crumpled notes in your old backpack and the faded words of your favorite childhood book. Among the pictures clipped somewhere inside that old drawer you had when you were 5, under the stacks of journals you longed to finish but never did. The things you stopped searching for, as if they never existed in the first place. I suppose some things are better lost than found, and of all the things I've lost, I think I miss my mind the most. I am gone but not forgotten, not quite yet at least. I am among all those things you've been looking for, yet I'm not looking to be found. My name has become unknown, even to me.

What am I? And what am I to be?

Okay how good is it I wrote it for a contest

When lawrence saw the posters for the circus hanging on the bulletin board, as he swept up the trimmings at slim's barbershop, he knew he would be taking his little cousins. they loved animals, and he was looking forward to seeing the smiles on their faces as the circus performers amazed them with their stunts. but sweeping up hair clippings didn't pay a whole lot. lawrence spent 45 dollars just getting tickets. but it was worth it to see his cousins' faces. the day finally came and everyone was excited as they walked into that big circus tent. but lawrence soon realized that he and his cousins would be thirsty and hungry. as they sat in their seats, the drink vendor walked by selling beverages. desperately thirsty, lawrence asked him how much a lemonade would cost, and the drink vendor said, "eleven dollars each." lawrence replied, "oh, that's it? just eleven dollars? what a great deal for one cup of lemonade. that's totally worth it." the drink vendor walked away. which type of irony is used?