Radio

The radio was talking to the boy

The radio measured four by six inches

The radio was talking to the boy

The numbers changed in a blink of an eye

The radio was talking to the boy

The boy loved the radio

The radio was talking to the boy

He went everywhere with the shining, black metallic radio

The radio was talking to the boy

One day another boy saw the radio and he didn’t like the radio

The radio was talking to the boy

The next day the radio was broken

The radio was talking to the boy, in his mind