Monday, 2 September 2013

If I were a plastic bag..
Hi! I'm a red plastic bag that very exited to live out there. I already imagine all good things happen to my life.

My journey start here. I'm out from factory and then distributed to public. So exited!




People use me to bring what they bought. I sit beside them. I’m feel very useful. I feel the sweetness
So happy! She bring me home. I feel my heart turn colourful.




So happy! She bring me home. I feel my heart turn colourful And then she play with me. They  blow me. So happy! Rainbow everywhere.


Suddenly all the rainbow lost. Just gray gray and gray because she crump me like this.


And just put me in the cupboard like this.


But why throw me away to trash bin? So sad.. Im feel like nobody want me, nobody need me and just put me in the cupboard like all the bitterness come into my life and the rainbow go further from me.


Then I just stay here. Waiting miracle happen to me so I’m not stuck in this trash bin. I want to be useful for everybody.


But something happen.  Suddenly people open the trash bin and I fly away. Yeaaaaay freedom! I see the blue sky!


Fly again.. But wait wait wait! I stuck at tree branches.. Can’t move! Waiting for wind blow me out of it.


yes! I’m fly away again. But this time is not good. I’m drop on the way. I’m feel not good. Feel something bad happen to me.


Yeah right suddenly people step on me. And just walk away. Don’t care about my present.


And worse from that suddenly there is a car park on me. Feel so angry. Why nobody care about me?


The car go away! I’m here waiting and waiting again a good thing come to my life. Breath some freedom again.


Oooow yeah I fly to shelter. I hope someone will pick me up and use me as a useful thing again. 


But.. Rain.. I scared become wet and people think that I a trash and throw me away to trash bin again. WOW miracle happen, suddenly a girl come and take me.


She use me as umbrella because she don’t bring umbrella. 



 After rain.. I think she will throw me away. But I’m wrong. She use me again. And I become useful again.


From far I can see a man bring a yellow plastic bag. It catch my eye.


My hearth beat faster and faster. It come closer and closer to me. The man that bring yellow plastic bag is talking with the girl that bring me. My face turn pink.


And the happy life start here..



This is my long journey about my life. Sad, happy all in one. But in the end, I have happy life and happier from what I imagine before.













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