And just like that, they’ve thrown me out…
When I was brought home, everybody had rushed out to fawn over me. Ever since, it was all the way downhill for me. For years, I was the most abused creature in existence–people walked all over me. They threw things at me without faintest sign of remorse. In fact, one rainy day, when water seeped in from the windows, I was left to shiver in cold. Nobody thought of mopping me up until the next morning!
Now that I am old and frayed at the edges, they’ve left me out for the garbage truck to pick up. Life is so unfair!
Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 
Ah, the sad life of a rug. You finally gave it a voice, Shaily. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thanks, Pete! I am about to throw away my floor mat, so it makes me feel guilty! 😀
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very clever and entertaining —
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Thank you, John! I knew you will like it! 😀
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Hey…. What happened next why is it so much suspense
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Hehehe, Welcome to my blog Priyanshu! Since you are clearly new here, let me hive you context. I write super-short stories that leave a lot to imagination. Often it is about inanimate objects, like my floormat here that you just read about! 🤣 Well so what happens to floor mats left out for garbage truck? ☺️ sorry that it is such a sad ending.
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If you want to find more of Shaily’s unique view of her world, Priyanshu, get her book The Forest Bed, on Amazon.
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Thanks Don! Priyanshu, my book is available on Amazon Kindle. But if you wish to buy a hardcopy and you live in India, it is available for Rs. 290 + Shipping in India on Pothi.com.
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It’s completely cool….. I’m enjoying ur para 😊😊😊
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Thanks a ton!
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