The stories on my desk

Starring at my messy desk, covered in movies, Easter jelly beans, a bent up fork , medicines, a bowl from a about week ago, a can of unopened soup, a dusty mirror, my cats old collar, a wooden pose doll, 3 electric candles, an old camera, 2 cups full of pencils, an open unused mini sketch pad, a brick of glass with a cat photo attached, a broken glass heart, a library card, and a box I can’t open.
Why did I tell you all that?
Because no one else can.
Each item on my desk is there because it has a story.
After all, that’s why I have them.
 
The How to train your Dragon movies are my favorite. They are so entertaining and capture my mind in the endless adventure. Also, I really like dragons.

Easter wasn’t very fun, but I got a lot of candies. I don’t like jelly beans though. My trashcan is too full, other wise I would have thrown out the rappers and the beans by now.

Bending the fork wasn’t very easy. I took it and went to my garage to use my dad tools to bend it. When it was bent, I brought it to my room to use it to lock my door better. Sadly, the fork was too small to fit the other for in, so it didn’t work very well.

I recently started taking medicine for ADHD and depression. They don’t really do anything I think. At least not the depression ones.

Last time I ate was about a week ago. It was ramen that cooked at 12 at night. I didn’t cook it long enough so the noodles were still kinda crunchy. It still tasted ok though.

Cream of Potato always sounded interesting. Same with cream of mushroom. But at the time I wanted to try the potato one. My mom said I couldn’t eat it. So, I put it in the pantry and went upstairs. A week later I needed something the size of my wrist, and I saw the can.

I got a mirror for my last birthday. I don’t know why. It is small and I didn’t have any tools to attach the pieces so I tried to use my finger to tighten the screws in. It didn’t work very well, so its kinda wobbly. I don’t really ever use the mirror, so it just sits. Collecting dust.

My cat is too old to go outside, and he thought his collar was rather bothersome. I took it off him and he seemed happier. When my parents asked, I said I lost it.

Drawing people is hard. I knew my brother had recently gotten a pose doll from my grandmother. He wasn’t home, so I went to my basement and saw it on his desk. I took it. He hasn’t asked for it back in the 2 years I’ve had it.

Colors were flashing and changing. Then my dad pressed the off button. The little candles shut off and the magic disappeared. I thought about those candles a lot. Then one day, I went back in their room, and I took them. One, two, three. Haha, these candles are for me.

Smile grandma! A small flash went off and my red camera displayed the picture. My brother had a black one, and my sister got silver. I liked mine the best though. Black and silver are boring colors. Red is cool.

I pulled a pencil out of my bag and dropped it into the cup. Another pencil saved from the high school floor.

I will write the times down in this! I will use this to draw lions! I will write my poems here! All these ideas for how to use this little booklet, yet it remains forever empty. Open to a random page incase I ever decide I need it. But for now, It will remain blank, with its pages a little bent, and a little wrinkly.

A heavy piece of glass weighed down my hands as I put on a smile and looked up to seem my beaming grandpa, asking if I liked it. Yes. Its very cool. It is not. Its heavy and falls down a lot. It takes up a lot of space. The cat picture isn’t that good. But I still have it. I love it grandpa.

Holding in tears, I try to fit the pieces back together. But glass doesn’t stick. It falls apart and I take a deep breath. My face red and my throat strained, I go and lay in my bed.

The building was cold, yet warm. Comforting. Make my pin 5836 please. Thank you. I take the green and white rectangle and head to the back. The place was bright and there were so many books. I was looking for a certain one, but I forgot. I leaned forward to touch the shiny plastic that wrapped around them. I like it here.