A day in the life of a hat

One day in the morning I was saying ''move out of my way'' to other hats. Then someone chose me. Let me tell you all about my day as a hat........

First I was in a dark place which smells. It was a bumpy trip and I stopped...

Next someone picked me up,put me on his head and ran. Outside was very hot

Someone put me to the dark place again and I was moving but it was not that bumpy.

Finally I was back home but I was wet and soggy.

THE END!