Thomas Winterton- Post 12

Honestly my favorite inanimate object in the whole world is any sort of pillow, I care not for the softness or color of the pillow that I might find myself resting  my head on. Only that it allows me to relax and to drift into sleep in a peaceful manner. One could only imagine what a pillow would say if it was alive...

Phil could always sleep, any where, any time. Not because he was an active individual or enjoyed sleeping, but because Phil was indeed, a pillow.  Phil belonged to an individual named Thomas who was in his junior year of high school. Our story is not about Thomas though, but about Phil and the adventures that occurred when Thomas was away at school.

"Is he gone?" said Jerry, the T.V. remote who was lying on the nightstand next to Thomas' bed, "of course he's gone you fools." Said Dan, who was just a flip flop with a bad attitude. "Your just mad you don't get worn anymore since its November Dan." said Felecia who was indeed an old iPhone 4 case. "At least i'll be used again in a few months, you probably sit in the same drawer you just hopped out of for the rest of time, at least until Thomas throws you away." said Dan angrily. "Might be worth it if it means I don't have to listen to you complain all day." Felecia said neutrally. "Enough!" Roared Phil the pillow who had stirred and was awoken by the childish banter from the two trouble makers. "You all argue like children all the time, if this keeps up we are going to lock you two in the attic until y'all can get along." The flip flop and the iPhone case apologized to each other and the room fell quiet once more. Thomas' belongings viewed Phil as their leader for reasons unknown, but Phil naturally slid into the role as leader because he was soft enough for his friends to like and bond with, but was firm enough to ensure no one got their feelings hurt. Never too soft nor too firm, Phil was perfect for his fellow house object and Thomas alike.