Brave Little Toasters- Grae Chambers

Some people call me backpack, but don't be fooled, I am nothing like that guy from Dora the Explorer. No singing. No map friend. And I am DEFINITELY not purple. I'm pink; much more fabulous. Here's a little bit about my daily routine. Every morning at 7:30 I'm packed full of heavy books and countless snacks and water bottles. It's a good thing I'm strong because I have to carry it all around for 7 hours each day. I sit on the back of this one girl for most of the day but enough about her she's not important. I'm the star of this show. At around 8 am, I'm greeted by the smell of a thousand kids all sandwiched together, and some obviously don't shower or wear deodorant. It's not pleasant but hey whats a backpack to do. Some relief comes when I make it to the portables, theres way fewer people near me which is great because I value my personal space over anything. At 1 I get some relief when the lunch gets eaten and thrown out, and on extra special days some of the hefty books get taken out to. If I was friends with a locker maybe that problem could be eliminated entirely... anyways I'm trailing off. Back to my day-to-day. At 3:15 I'm thrown in the car and begin making my way back home. Home is a room full of candles and perfume and no body ever touches me it's really nice. But at 7:30 the next morning it starts all over again, but if I'm being honest I wouldn't have it any other way.