I found an electric blanket one day last winter and took it home. Now this blanket I found was in a thrift store, and it was supposed to be used, but it looked new to me, and it looked very nice. I went over by the power strip and tried it. It seemed to feel warm to the touch after only holding it for a moment. I was a bit leary, as I had'nt had a lot of luck with electric blankets before, and I thought I was just about done with them.Then I remembered the cold winter nights when my blankets had kept me warm.I decided I must have it and pursue it I did.
I took this new blanket home and lied down with it and WOW!! This blanket was like none I had ever had before. I felt free, warm and safe with my new blanket. I felt feelings I had never had before. I would hold my blanket tight and it seemed like it was only us together in the world, and nothing would ever change that. I loved my blanket, and I was sure it loved me. All my feelings of trying to keep up the walls around my heart were melting. I felt like I could do anything, and I felt somehow worthwile. It was a beautiful feeling I thought was going to last forever.
One very cold night I went to sleep with my blanket and all was well in the world. I had a smile on my face that I thought would never leave. I started dreaming about being on a warm island, laying out in the sun, and how the wind cooled me a bit. Then, in my dream, the wind stopped. The sun continued to beat down on me, and I could'nt get out of my chair. It started to get hotter, and everything was turning red. I looked around and started realizing I was in hell. I started to shout, and no voice would come. I lie there baking....
All of a sudden I woke up. My blanket had malfunctioned, and I was burned badly. I yanked the blanket off me and jumped out of my bed, as tears started to flow. I realized that this blanket was far worse than any I had had. It seemed like I wanted to destroy it, but I started to remember the cold nights when it had kept me warm, and I thought maybe i could keep it and not plug it in, but every time I looked at it All I could see was the time it had kept me warm, looking through the firey ash. I could'nt keep it, I knew, and I also decided i would never get another electric blanket. I knew that they were nice for keeping you warm and safe on a cold summer night, but as soon as you had them with you for a while, and grew to love them, it would be time to get burned. I couldn't stand another fire...................
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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