Dear Paint Brush Mom and Paint Brush Dad,
I’m writing this letter to you because I got bought by a human. I remember when I was just sitting in the back of the storage room with you. I was so happy when I was with you but then you had to leave. I have no idea where you went… I was so heart-broken. I was looking for you, I was yelling for you but no answer. I eventually fell asleep.
When I woke up I wasn’t in the storage anymore! I was in a big moving thing. I believe that people call it a truck. The truck had a huge surrounding full of boxes with the word Costco. That’s a really weird name what does Costco mean?
When something took me out of the truck I was stunned by the huge building. The sign also said Costco. The human took me into this Costco, and put me on a shelf. “Am I supposed to wait here or stay here?” Nobody answered me. I said it louder but nobody answered me. I yelled it. Somebody looked around me to see what it was but not at me. I looked around to see if my parents were in this mess of a place too but they weren’t (sigh).
Then something walked by me and stopped at my presence and she grabbed me off the shelf with her grabby hands and stuffed me in a dark place (bag) where I was highly claustrophobic.
I screamed at the human but she didn’t reply. I wanted to know where I was going but if I were to find out the human would have to answer me but that’s not going to happen is it?
Then when we stopped moving the human took me out of the bag and tossed me onto the ground. Suddenly she grabbed some very colourful paper and grabbed me and put me onto the paper and she taped up the paper and I could not see anymore all I saw was black. I tried to get out but it was no use, I was stuck here all alone.
I know that I would have to stay here until the clock strikes 7:00 tomorrow morning. I fell asleep for about 1 hour.
When I woke up I heard stomping coming from the stairs. I said “It’s Christmas” I was so happy someone was going to open me up and paint with me. Then I heard little footsteps gathering around me.
I was taken and put somewhere high. When I got settled someone took me out of the box and screamed, “This is just what I wanted! Thank you thank you thank you!”
Very annoying! The little girl sat me in her lap, and we watched everyone else open up their presents. Suddenly the little girl who opened me up her sister opened her final present and guess what it was? It was you, my parents. I was so full of joy that we weren’t separated that much. When Christmas finally ended I was all tuckered out because of all of the painting we did. We probably made at least 5 pictures …I’m so tired.
But I did not sleep. I quietly tiptoed over to where you were. We were up all night dancing in front of the pictures that the humans painted with us
Image: Tools Of The Trade by Artskym