Story #12 “Emotions”

I come into this all wet and cold. While I am surrounded by so many others, I still come into this with a sense of loneliness. I’m not even sure what this emotion is, or what most emotions are, but even still I feel the loneliness. The longing for something more, for someone more…does that even exist? My mom loves me and provides wonderful care, but I’m not sure how long that will be enough. I have a whole pack of siblings that are super playful, but I’m not that interested in playing the same games. Their favorites are tug-o-war or wrestling, but I really like to run and adventure. Besides my family, we also get visited a lot from other families. I always think maybe I’ll like meeting them, but I’m actually a little shy every time they’re here, so they just play with my siblings. I haven’t seen much of the world, I’m fairly confined to this little building. I’m not sure what my something or someone more is yet. I am starting to believe that not much more may exist. A couple of my siblings have left this little building, but I’m a little scared to try. Today was different though, a girl came in today and she seemed really fun! Of course my siblings got most of the play time with you because they are more exciting, but I didn’t feel shy around her. I really wanted to play with her and believed that she could maybe be the one that would take me out of this little building. I tried to show her all my best stuff, running around and trying to be playful. She seemed to really enjoy playing with me, but also playing with my siblings. I’m afraid she might not think I am as exciting as they are. After she played for a little while she just left. I guess she didn’t end up enjoying any of us enough to get us out of this little building. As she was leaving I jumped up on the fence to watch her go, while my siblings went back to playing. As she walked through the door she turned back to look at me one last time, I looked into her eyes and she smiled back at me. I knew then and throughout the rest of my life that I had discovered that my someone does exist and I had found the person for me, but was I that for her?