7 - Zack R - Plastic Easter Eggs

I search for Easter eggs without knowing what I’ll find. I look in every corner and hidden spot, and get excited when I spot the bright color of an egg. I get to it as soon as possible so that no one else can. Then my heart filled with excitement, I open it. I hope for the best reward inside but have no way of knowing for sure until I open it all the way. As the lid falls back I’m filled with disappointment. A tootsie roll. I put the egg in my basket and my eye catches the bright red color of the next egg. I run over and pull it from its hiding spot. Thinking back to my tootsie roll I hope for a better reward inside this time. The egg cracks open and this time a starburst falls out. Although it’s better than my first prize it’s still not what I’m searching for. I put it alongside the other egg in my basket and return to my hunt. I go a minute or so without spotting any bright eggs waiting for me and at this point I get doubtful. Maybe there is no perfect egg. Or at least not one for me. Maybe everyone else got them and there isn’t any more left hidden. At this moment I finally see it. The blue oval figure staring back at me. I walk to it and pick it up. Almost immediately a feeling of accomplishment hits me. It must be the one. I hold my breath and squeeze the soft plastic egg slowly and feel the two pieces separate. I’m afraid to look. I muster the courage and open my eyes. I see the folded paper inside. The 5 dollars almost glows inside the bottom of the egg. I’ve finally found the egg I’ve wanted. And I no longer have any desire for any other eggs because I know no matter what, there is nothing out there that will ever be better than what I have with me now. All I had to do was wait I search for love without knowing what i’ll find. I look in every corner and hidden spot, and get excited when I find the warmth of love. I try to get to it as soon as possible so that no one else can. Then I open my heart, filled with excitement. I hope for the best possible reward but have no way of knowing for sure until I’ve completely opened myself to it. As I try to fall into love I’m filled with disappointment. They cheat. They aren’t the one for me. As I move on from this I feel it again. The warmth of love. I rush to it and try to build with them. I think back to my last try and hope for a better outcome this time. My heart opens this time it works. I start to build with them but it doesn’t go any farther. It just isn’t what I’m looking for. It was better than before but not what I’m looking for. I move on again. I go a while without feeling any love waiting for me and I get doubtful. Maybe there is no perfect love. Or at least not for me. Maybe everyone else found it all. At this moment I see it. I feel more than just warmth. I feel love. They must be the one. I open up slowly this time. I’m afraid this time will be just like the rest. But I keep opening and connecting. I found it. The love I’ve been waiting for. I don’t need to look anymore because this is what I have wanted. Nothing could be better than this. 622