its dark... this soft feeling against my hands.. my eyes slowly open, for the first time i can remember. its hazy, i dont feel fear and while i dont understand where i am i feel safe. theirs something that i recognize across the room, it has something i feel i want, i shuffle my uncoordinated body poorly across the dingy shag carpet to a chest. i struggle to open it, needing all my strength to push the lid to lye against the wall. inside many toys remain but theirs one that draws your attention, an elephant. it doesn't feel important, and probably isn't.. my mind drifts
