Forgotten - Mini story (Creative Writing Prompt Challenge on Writetodone.com)

Hi,

I just participated in Creative Writing Prompt Challenge on www.writetodone.com (http://goo.gl/tdZvYj)

It's about coming up with up a mini-story of about 350 words for the given picture. Thought of sharing my mini story on my blog.
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Ignored, useless, Junk…

There is nothing harder in life than being forgotten by your loved ones. It kills you from within. I never thought this could happen to me. I used to be his favorite toy ever since he was little. I was his favorite birthday gift. While the rest of the world called me by the label name, he was the one who gave me a new name, a new life.

I used to wait all day long for him to get back from school. I knew all his secrets and we were the best buddies of all time. But now, it’s all gone.  He is no more a kid, and we are no longer friends. He has new friends to share new secrets and the worst part was watching all this alone from the top of a shelf. I never took my eyes away from him, longed so much for a little talk and waited for years.

Now, I don’t even know whether he remembers my name. I couldn’t take it anymore and there was no life left in my batteries. All my weird imaginations pushed me to the edge. I decided to leave.

It was on his birthday. The room was filled with thoughts. The new gifts reminded me once again that it’s not a place for an old piece of junk like me. I looked down from the shelf. And, I jumped.

Just like my heart, my body parts were shattered all over the room. Everything looked vague, I waited for the maid to throw me into the trash, but a foot came rushing towards me. It was him. His hand lifted me up; his face glanced at the shattered pieces and He turned back towards me. There was a pause… tears rolled down his eyes. I have never seen him like this.

“Eddy, my best buddy”, he called my name.

“What have I done?”

He kept me over the table and started looking for things to fix me up. But how do I tell him that he already fixed what’s been broken.

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