Life is a Fathead

Authors Note: this writing piece is about the point of view from a Fathead I received at Christmas.

Point of view

“Cough” “Cough”. “Come on dude get me out of this place it smells bad and I keep on getting squashed”. “ Send him off to Pewaukee, Wisconsin quickly we need to get him out of this factory fast were running low on time”.”Alright load him up". All of sudden I got put in the nice triangular type box and got put in a plane and started to take  off. The plane ride was really long, after I got off the plane I got in a UPS truck. I knew I was be shipped to my new owners house! I was siting in the back of the truck and I could just barely see through the crack of the box and I saw so many more boxes. I knew it would be a long day.

We have stopped at so many houses I can’t even count. I looked through the crack again and saw I was the only one left I knew I was next! Finally the UPS driver opened the doors from behind and took me out. It was a long steep hill up to the house,but I made it in the house safe and sound. Instantly as I got in the house I was taken up stairs and someone started wrapping me. After the wrapping I was placed in a closet for three days.

Then one night I was taken downstairs and got placed under a tree.I had no idea what was happening, all I did was sit there in my triangular box until the next morning”. "Rip!” Someone is opening me it’s my new owner! Right away as I was opened from my box my new owner took me up to his room and stuck me on the wall. I am just so thankful that I am out of all trucks and planes, the wall are smooth and I know I will never fall down.