It's so lonely over here. I have nothing to do other than sit here and stare out the window. Well...at least stare at a window. I can't really so out the window. It's too high up. They should really pull the window down to where I can see out it. I can hear the birds chirping, but I can never see them. It's so tough being a chair.
So cold. So cold it feels like I'm in Antarctica. They should really crank up the heat. That would be nice. I just can't wait for summer. All that heat coming through the window warming up the place for once in its life time.
I have nothing to do. Maybe I should sing or something. But then again I'd probably scare everybody. Making them think the classroom is haunted or something. Then again it'd be so funny watching them scream and run out the door.
I think I'm going to stick with taking a nap. I'm too lazy to do that. Goodnight people.
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The Chair Life
RandomDo you ever just wonder what it's like to be a chair? Do you ever wonder what they are thinking? If they could think of course. But I do. I wonder what it's like. You guys are probably thinking "what's wrong with this girl? Is she alright?" The ans...
