-Spring-

"Let it speak for it's self."

-Spring-

Spring is here, winter is gone. I have been changed. The black buttoned down coat, off white skirt, striped leggings, and black knee high boots have been replaced by a white dress with blue flowers and blue high heels. The show is gone and the flowers in front of the store have started to bloom. The sky is blue with patches oh white clouds. Children are searching for candy filled eggs. The store still has few costumers and I am hardly noticed. There are rumors that the store may close. My future is bleak. The chances of being moved to another store are low. I am not new, therefore I do not know what my future will hold. But it does not matter to me. I do not feel, I cannot say “save me”, and I can’t move myself. My fate is up to those who can breathe, and move.  I will just continue to stay still until my body is no longer intact and will continue to look out this window until I am move to who knows where.