W.E.X.

Grocery Bag 3-4-09


"At first I liked it," explained the navy blue Trader Joe bag. "I used to feel special and important. Like I was saving the world for everyone. It used to be easy to be taken to the store over and over again, getting filled up with my owners grocery's. I saw bags like myself everywhere in the store, all saving the world. Then pretty soon I started to see less and less of bags like me and I got a little depressed,but my heart was still in it... saving the world I mean. Soon after that my owner filled me up with a particularly heavy load of stuff and I began to feel my handles tear. From then on any time my owner put something in me I tore a little more, thread by thread, 'till it began to hurt me. I still wanted to ave the world but maybe my owner could have sewed some patches over me or something. Anyway one day I just broke. I couldn't keep myself together anymore and I just tore apart, the stuff inside of me flying all over the ground. My owner go really mad and chucked me into the back of the car for the first time. It was really dark and scary. It seemed like my owner didn't care about me anymore. Then one day a man I had never seen before came and got me from the car and tossed me right here in this...ummm.....what did you call it again?"
"Dumpster."
"Yeah, this dumpster."
"Wow seems like you had a rough life,"said the milk carton.
"Yeah, but you too. Aren't you supposed to be in that blue recycle bin over there?"
"Yep, I guess people just don't care anymore."




Job 5/5/09


The other day I was walking down the street, and I happened to walk in front of The Coffee Bean. I stopped, looked up and then checked my pockets. I pulled out six dollars, smiled, and walked in. "Hi," I said "can I have a small hot chocolate please?"
"Sure. Whipped cream?" I nodded. "2.59." I handed her my 5 and she gave me my change. "Thanks." I smiled and sat down. "What's your name hon?"
"Victoria," I said to the lady who had taken my order. Wow I really wished that I could work hear. Could you imagine? I would probably get discounts on anything I wanted hear. And I bet if I fudged up the order, I would get to keep the wrong one. "Would you like whipped cream on that?" i would say (only if the person asked for hot chocolate) and she wold say no, but I would go and make it and put whipped cream on anyway. Then when I gave it back to her she would say, "I asked for no whipped I'm so sorry. I'm just not concentrating well today. Let me take care of that for you." And I would make her a brand new hot chocolate and keep the one with whipped cream.
"Victoria," called the lady. I got up and grabbed my drink, said thanks, and walked out the door. I took a sip of the hot chocolate and felt it slide down my throat. It was so thick and chocolaty. And it was never too hot, but it wasn't cold either. It was always the right temperature. It was sooo good. "Best hot chocolate ever," I thought just like I did every time. Wow what a great job it would b at the Coffee Bean.




Belief 5-6-09

I am sitting on the couch staring at he TV. I'm not really seeing what's going on in my favorite show, Smallville though. There is a glare in the TV from the sum coming through the window behind me. Instead of seeing Tom Welling's face fill the screen as he wonders how he could possibly save his best friend this time, I'm seeing the old, brown, rotted wood of the fence behind me, reflecting off the TV. I see the huge bush of purple flowers climbing up the fence as if it's embarrassed by the rotting wood and wants to hide it. I'm too lazy to get up and close the blinds though. No, that's not it, I wouldn't even have to get up. All I would need to do is lift up my arm, and mess with the cord a little, until my grandma came in. She would take care of it. But I didn't even feel like doing that. And, to be honest the reason I'm not watching Smallville is because it's a really hard one to understand and I don't want to think today. So why don't I get up and do something, you ask? Come on do you really think I'm going to do anything at all, when I won't even watch TV because it's hard to understand? Yeah I didn't thinks so. OMG, a thought just struck me; I'm lazy. People always tell me that, but I finally believe it. Wow...I really am lazy.