The life of a...

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September 19th 2008
2:52 pm
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It’s very lonely, the life I have to live. I’m glad that I at least get to see many faces during every day. Today was a pretty good day. Some students were doing a test, and I got to finally feel the touch of a hand against me.

Of course, it was only because I was needed. They never pay me a second thought unless they need me. I suppose its okay. When they do need me, they even search for me…that is, if I was left in the drawer last night.

I’m dreading the time when all the students leave. Especially considering that this is a Friday. I don’t want to go back to the drawer. My own flesh is usually cold, but inside that drawer it’s dark, and lonely, and the only thing that touches me are the poor scattered paperclips that serve the same purpose as I – the purpose of serving humans.

I hate the life I have to live. Today was a good day…a pretty good day. I got to observe, and many people paid attention to me. They pushed my head down over their papers many times today. I have a few cramps now, but that’s fine…At least they were paying attention to me.

When they leave I’ll be in the drawer for the rest of the weekend. Until Monday morning when someone decides they need me…and if they don’t need me, in the drawer I’ll remain. I’m scared. I hope they forget to put me in the drawer – the paperclips will miss me, but sometimes their company gets a little confusing. It would be nice to be left on the desk, to observe the classroom without the students…

Back to the drawer it seems. The teachers putting me back there – alas, the life of a stapler.