Brave little toasters- Will Mathews

Panini Press- for the most part I feel useless all I do is heat up and crush a sandwich once a day. Around 730 or so every day a middle aged women pulls me out from my house, a small cabinet in the kitchen, and plugs me in. This is when I start to feel good, I feel warmth travel through my body, as I heat up the women gets out bread, turkey, and cheese, forms them into a sandwich. This is my time to shine she puts the sandwich on the grill part of my body and I go to work heating and flattening the sandwich into a delicious meal. For a few minutes I feel good about myself, feeling that I’ve done a good job and that this sandwich will make the eater happy because of me. But then I go back into my cabinet, into the darkness, the loneliness that I live in. But just every once in while the women forgets to put me back and I get to spend the day out enjoying life, But for the most my life is dull and lonely but I serve my purpose, which is what I’m here for.