oh hi there im spot! well I don't really have a name but I call myself spot. im a bowling ball. all the other bowling balls are pink or blue! but i'm black with lots of scratches. you may be thinking, "oh scratches a LOT of people must have used him." actually, no one used me. I was found on the side of the road. some cars were even hitting me! At least i'm safe here. I mean no one uses me, I just sit on this shelf.  but, thankfully I have a friend who sits with me.  spot jr.  He never gets picked too. He is younger than me so when his mom and brothers get used I watch him. At least I have 1 friend and he gives me something to do rather than just sitting on this shelf.

spot jr.

me/spot

sometimes I think I should sneak out. yup! but it's going to be hard because if I roll around on the floor, someone is just going to pick me up and put me on a shelf. I had to try it, though. I rolled off the shelf making another dent on my body. then a little girl said ''oh we need to put you back on a shelf''! so just like that I was placed on a shelf. not only a shelf, the one separated from spot jr. what was I going to do! I decided to roll off the shelf 100 times and wait for someone to pick me up and put me on the shelf with spot jr. ! finally it worked, but I had 1,000 scratches and dents. I was so tired.     

sometimes I wished I could be like everyone else. cool and used. I mean I'm definitely not cool and the last time I got used was 10 years ago by a little. boy.  but, after 5 minutes he said ''this bowling ball isn't a good luck charm"! and just like that he put me back were he found me. instead, he picked up a blue one wearing sunglasses. today something caught my eye!  it was a purple bowling ball with long eyelashes and well I thought she was beautiful. she even had pointy sunglasses. she had NO  scratches or dents, she was just shiny. she was perfect. I wanted to go talk to her but I was nervous. what if she makes fun of me or even worse what if the cool guys make fun of me?

I decided to trust my instincts and go talk to her. before I could, a teenage girl picked her up to use her. so I waited all night until everyone was gone and asleep. I said to her ''oh hi I'm spot what's your name''? ''I'm Lucy'. it's nice to meet you spot." then, I went back to sleep. that night I felt so happy. when I woke up the birds were chirping and I thought I was going to have the best day ever! spot jr. was SO excited he even rolled off the shelf! I think he has more dents than me!