...don't judge me by the cover....

Essay by jean_launiy March 2004

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For years I have been a lonely soul, left on the shelf, lost in time and gathering dust.

I lie here alone forever waiting, waiting for the day that someone will take an interest to me again and I will go from this place. Well I'll admit that maybe people don't want me because I'm no longer attractive and young, those days are long-gone, my once strong fit figure has taken many a beating and has decayed with age. But I'll always remember what it was like to love and be loved in return. When I was still young I lived with a young girl and her family. This family was very rich and my little girl had lots of toys. I'll never forget the way she looked at me when she first saw me- I saw love, the love was there. Happiness danced in her eyes and she told her mother that I was what she always wanted.

We were a team- you couldn't separate us that easily. You could say I am one that reads between the lines but not this time. I was a fool, and I was in love, I couldn't see clearly and I was oblivious to what would happen next. One day my little girl closed up to me, she was finished with me. She wasn't interested in what I had to say anymore- and when I tried to talk to her she wouldn't listen to a word my silent words had to say. I had bent my back to please her and it was all for nothing. My body is still scarred and I am paralysed from the neck down and it was all because I turned a blind eye to everything and I didn't believe what the others had told me in...