The Binder
It's so cold in here. I haven't been touched since August when this family bought me from Wal-Mart for basically nothing. I'm in the back of the closet, and I'll never be used, and I know it. Same with this accordion folder, these poor old notebooks, and collections of graph paper. Why didn't the kid just tell the mom he wouldn't use us? It's just a waste of money. Of course, he used the pencils, oh, and those lucky benevolent composition notebooks, they probably don't know how lucky there are, being used every day. And don't get me started on that backpack. It's used for a lot more than holding school supplies, good ol' star of the show. It probably thinks it'll be used every day for the rest of time. Just wait until summer, when it's pushed back here with the rest of us, and then is replaced with some other backpack. Then it'll know our pain of never being used.
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