Assignment 12

I've gotten myself lost yet again. I cannot find my way back to where I was, and I must rely on someone to find me. It shouldn’t take long for them to realize I'm gone. They get bored easily. They want to change the "channel" all the time. Their attention spans are worse than the 30 minute "television shows" they insist on watching. They can't focus on just one show, and it's times like this that I'm sure they remember my existence. But other times, they're so intently focused on the show that they don’t notice I'm gone, or that I can move. I wiggle myself in between their "seats," or under their blankets, (sometimes I even get to reach the floor. Exciting moments!) when they're not looking. They constantly fight over me, and sometimes, it's nice to have that sort of attention on me. But deep down, I know I'm just being used.