Weekly Challenges

Forgotten
Deadline
Write from the perspective of a forgotten toy that was once the center of a young child's life.
[Photo by Bryan Heng on Unsplash]
Weekly Challenges
Deadline
Write from the perspective of a forgotten toy that was once the center of a young child's life.
[Photo by Bryan Heng on Unsplash]
I’m not sure which is worse, having my hair torn out everyday and markers drawing ‘makeup’ on my face, having a dog chew on my arm and a toddler chew on my leg.
William doesn’t talk to us anymore.
He left us in the closet when he moved out of the house.
Time tears at our gentle fabric skin.
William won’t let us go in his head.
I rot in here now
Along with the old milk can
In the garbage bin.
Your love too
Has expired just like
The milk can.
Now I rot
With the milk can and
Your spoilt love.
The toy falls
faster
faster
closer to the ground
its paws reaching out
it lands on the grass with a light thud
it hides there
waiting
quietly.