My Big City Tale

You wanted a show about how I reached the roaring city? Perfect! I scurried up the glossy metal rim of a brightly lit station poster frame to find my stage. Right at the bottom edge was a clear, reflective acrylic strip. Pop! I stuck my paper heels firmly on the ledge, spread both long arms as wide as banners, and began reenacting everything! 'First, the great balcony flight!' I shouted, flapping my arms wildly. Then, 'The spiral stairs of doom!' I dropped flat, wriggling my waist over the cool trim. When I acted out squeezing through the brass mail slot, a sudden train breeze caught my chest. Grrr! I wobbled, flailing comically before taking a proud bow!