Janny

            

                 Hi there! I am Janny. J

                A month ago, I was very happy because I finally have an owner. I was so excited to know how it feels to be used and to be taken care of. I am very confident that my owner is going to make me his best buddy. But that was all a month ago, and my life has never been the same since. BECAUSE EVERYTHING WAS JUST A DREAM.

                My day starts at 7:00am. You wake me up only when you need me. You shove your things recklessly inside me. Have you ever wondered that I get hurt too? You put me on your back as you run to school. When you dropped me on your seat, I got the chance to talk to my friends. Do you know that I envied them because they are well taken care of? As I looked at them, I observed that though they are old, they still looked good as new. I feel so unloved. During lunch break, you carelessly pulled your snack out of me and spilled some juice on me. Do you know that I felt so sticky and dirty? You acted as if it wasn’t a big deal. Anyway, your mom could just wash me off, right? After that, the class dismissed for the day. Again, you ran home with your friends. Along the way, you met some bullies like you. Before I knew it, you hurled me towards the biggest bully and a brawl started. Everything went on like a blur. All I know was that, I have been stepped on, my straps pulled, my pockets ripped, and got even dirtier. Yes, you had some scrapes and bruises, but what I got was worse. At last, we were home. You dumped me on the kitchen floor as you ran towards your mom. You told her your story and treated your wounds. I was left on the corner, with my untold story.

                That was how my day ended ----------- and probably my life, too. It was 7:00pm. My day is always 12 hours long because the other 12 hours, I am invisible. I only live when I am used and when I am used, I am abused. I have carried loads for you, but you have never shown your gratitude in words or in action. Have you ever thanked or appreciated me? Maybe, this is how life should be for someone like me. I was destined to experience what I have gone through. Alas! Fate hasn’t been good to me. However, if fate permits that I live again, I will still choose to be used by you than to never be used at all. After all, I am just a school bag ------------ your school bag.