If I Were A Bed

    If I were a piece of furniture, I would be a soft, relaxing, supportive, and dreamy bed. Squashy and cushiony as a pillow, the bed adjusts its shape for the comfort of people around it. The bed with a heavy man lying on it have a curved surface, whereas the bed supporting a lighter man is relatively flat. Being a susceptible person, I can be easily pulled into delight by an optimistic person, and covered in silence by a reserved friend. Bed is the place to lounge and idle for days. Relaxing and procrastinating until midnight is definitely my style. The bed supports whoever that lies on it. Similarly, I unconditionally support my beloved ones. Bed is my retreat into a world full of sweet dreams and my cradle of imaginative fantasies. As fanciful as every teenager, I am always enwrapped in dreams of my future. As susceptible, slothful, supportive and fanciful as I am, bed is the mere image of me.