BLUE SWEATER

Authors Note: This is one of my Christmas presents point of view from being made in the factory, from me opening the present on Christmas Eve. This sweater goes through confusion, loneliness and excitement when going through the process of Christmas.

I am Carly’s sweater that she got for Christmas. It all started when I was created in the factory and I spent a long time in a box waiting to be shipped to American Eagle. There were tons of other sweaters just like me. I’d heard about some sweaters that stay on shelves for months and don’t get sold. I was so afraid that I would end up like those sweaters and when the day finally arrived, the day they put us out to be sold I saw all these sweaters being bought and I was starting to get scared that no one would buy me.

Then one day this lady picked me up and payed for me. I spent a lot of time in a bag. Then the lady that bought me put me in a car and drove me to this big building and she brought me inside and I saw a bunch of other clothes and items she must have bought.  I stayed at the big building for quite some time until one day she took me back to the house and put me into a box. That’s when I saw a bunch of other things being wrapped in this pretty paper and taped inside our boxes. I was really frightened and all of a sudden she grabbed my box and wrapped me in the colorful paper. All I could think was, am I ever going to get out of this box.

    One night I woke up to being moved around and I heard the creak of stairs. Suddenly I knew why I was left for so long. Some of the more experienced sweaters told me about this holiday. They called it Christmas and parents give their children gifts for this holiday. I must be someones gift. I was really excited, this meant someone wanted me and was going to wear me,     I won’t spend my entire life in a closet or a drawer.
    Finally I heard the tear of the paper and I saw light. I was face to face with a girl about thirteen years old. I overheard her talking afterwards and she said she was going to wear me tomorrow. After all this time my journey has begun.