What’s the oldest thing you own?( toys, clothing,twinkies,Grecian Urns, anything’s a fair game.) Recount its history from the object’s point of view.
I am a sofa set, I’m not sure when and where I was born, I have traveled in many places,I was tired I needed one place to call home. The owner was kind he let me stay in his well decorated store in Montreal. One day a family came to the store, they were looking for some furniture, I pleaded to God to keep me in the store, I was beginning to love my home.
I was watching the customers going and coming but no one showed any interest to grab me, I was soooo glad, to my dismay I saw a family approaching towards me. Then their conversation scared me they were thinking of taking me away from my home. My owner tried to convince them the other set is better, but they refused to listen, they bought me and the dreaded thing happened, I’d be shipped to “NEWFOUNDLAND”, I thought I was done with the monotony of travel,but it was my fate, it took me to far away Newfie town. I arrived in the town safe and sound, the problem arose when the shipping agency tried to charge more than the store owner had promised for shipment. The family refused to pay more, they informed the agency, they will not pay any more than what they were promised.
The thought of sending me back to Montreal didn’t seem a good idea to the agents, they agreed with the original price and I was brought to my new home. I’m here for a long time, I see a lot of people they seem to enjoy the comfort I provide when they’re seated.
Lately I’m disturbed by their kittens, they have a bad habit of making me a scratch post, I can tell you this much, if the owner doesn’t stop the felines from damaging my body, I’d end up in the city’s garbage dump. I am very scared, I hope this doesn’t happen to me.
Would you dear readers help me from these naughty Felines?