I have finally been formed, sitting her in a box full of my brothers. I can’t wait to move. I feel so stiff, with my legs and arms twisted; I wish I were a girl. At least I’d be pretty, and be able to have different colors. But I know I’m a boy, because boys are always put into these huge boxes with other boys, and there are no windows to look out of. I saw a few of my sisters when they were being made. They had a large window where everyone could look into, and they could look out and see the world too. They looked so bright and cheery with their pink, yellow and green coats on. I wonder if I’ll be able to wear coats like that one day.
My only hope is that they send me back to the factory one day and I will be transformed into a girl. J