Day 15

Write from the eyes of an inanimate object.

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Only when I’m needed am I searched for. Nowadays the case is so rare. At least that is in homes where so many smart devices exist. Offices still see my importance, banks, hospitals, stores and even gyms. Yet every day I’m looked for a little less, replaced constantly by something consider easier. But it makes me happy to know that I’m still needed. That I was created for a reason. Some treat me well, others…not so much. I’m ripped, crumbled, spat on, stepped on, misused. Some use me to make trouble, this never makes me happy, but alas there’s not much I can do. I’m used to create and I’m used to destroy. I have been around for centuries and I have been a witness to many things. Used to start wars and create treaties. I’ve been known to bring happiness, love, passion, envy, regret, truth, lies, revenge and forgiveness. I’ve been used in a hurry, but I’ve also been used carefully. Some know my value, but many take me for granted.I’m treated like I’m dead but I’m more alive than others. I can’t decide if it’s a good or a bad life; the life of a paper.

-M.A. Fernández

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