The Life Of A Cart

beginning my new life

I woke up in a truck looking around seeing all new faces. I dident fit in because every one already had there groups. I was the one left out

all of a sudden the truck stoped and the doors opens. I saw the light, I was blinded and thrown an the ground. I got squeezed in to this "room" with all different types of carts, red and blue, small and large

I just sat there for days upon days, waiting. it was loud most of the time. But some time it was quiet, peaceful and nice, I love those times.

Finaly after weeks of waiting we start to move, but only some get to leave. others where left behind. I saw many hearts broken that day.

I for one was a happy cart, starting a new life and having new experiences sounded fun.

Well thats what I thought ...