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Take me out of here! Ran through my mind. Then poof! I was out and in the arms of a loving blue eyed girl. She held me with such a raw and pure emotion of love. The first night was just magical, I knew we would have a life long bond, that never would be broken; or so I thought. We slept so wonderfully for the first time, her arms wrapped tightly around me with such glee, never wanting to leave me. I was entangled in her arms, around her feet and everywhere that first night. I was the happiest thing on the planet. We would be inseparable at the beginning, doing everything together. It didn’t matter what was going on in the world. I and the blue eyed girl had it all with each other, and that was all that mattered to us. We would spend whole weekends laying in each others comfort. In that time it never occurred to me that life could be different than that. 

As time went on though, we would have fewer moments together–I should have seen it coming. We would share a magical moment much less than I was used too. But in those priceless moments I would be reminded of the first time we were embraced; feeling all the same raw and pure emotion of love that only the loving blue eyed girl could give. As time kept passing, we would only share special moments every few months – I really should have saw it coming. The loving blue eyed girl wasn’t the same. The raw and pure emotion of love was gone, only appearing randomly. This was new to me; I would be left on the bed, thrown on the floor, or stuffed into a closet. Where had the life long bond gone? I didn’t dawn on me that through the time we had spent together things were different now. I wasn’t the new, exciting, soft, and cuddly thing I had once been. I was now boring, old, dirty, and sad. 

Then it finally happened, the moment I had been dreading but should have seen coming. The loving blue eyed girl had finally thrown me in a box in the middle of the hard wood floor and never came back.   I was left there until her dad came to clean the rest of the room after she moved out and took me to a warehouse. In this warehouse I was thrown here and there. I was in the goodwill office. I finally was sorted through after many days of being tossed and dragged on the dingy floors. I ended up on a shelf in the back dusty corner of the goodwill. I have been here for weeks, waiting for someone to come pick me and take me home with them so I can be their blanket; keeping them warm and cozy until I fray away.
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