WEBook.com is having another mini-contest, where entrants submit a 100 word paragraph written from the point of view of an inanimate household object. Here’s mine:
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Worth My Weight in Gold
Here I sit, minding my own business, when a sudden squeeze warns me that my world is about to be turned upside down again. Three times a day it happens, without so much as a word of thanks. My partner, Piper Nigrum, thinks he understands, but at least he stays upright. It’s not the same at all. Yesterday, someone actually dropped me. I was lucky nothing broke. I’m still feeling a little shaken. Piper says that he feels needed, and likes the daily grind, but the last thing that I ever want to hear again is, “Please pass the salt.”
