My Throne.

I am a throne. My nature is simple, with no padding or expensive cherry or mahogany wood made for my legs. I do not use extravagant measures to get the attention of others. My metal is worn with my paint rubbed off from being used, dark grooves of grease from arms that have rested on my arm stands. I assume the position of a regular folding chair which gives me personality. Other thrones go to large measures to get others to notice them, where as I am just hardworking. I am essential to the needs of the public, the whole of my pillar in which I am attached to holds an important part of the theatre that many come to enjoy great pieces of art. I am not art, I am a resource in which to sit. I help others in their time of need, when they need rest I am here to comfort. I am not always noticed, but that doesn’t bother me. The fact that I am essential to the everyday life suits me just fine.
I am this chair because though I am very hardworking, I do not need to be noticed. It is not my dream to be the center of attention day in and day out. This kind of life I would not be able to handle by myself. I want to achieve grandeur, and although I may not be prominent in one’s mind constantly, I make a great first impression. This is who I am. It will be my life’s work to change someone’s life. By being here and allowing people to confide in my comforts gives me the motivation to manifest greatness. My love for people was born when I was made, and it is a part of who I will always be.
Although I am plain and seemingly insignificant, my existence is great. My nature of love for the human race will continue when many of known faces have gone. I am here, and I am a stepping stone in the life of others. I will be used to my greatest extent, and when I am old, and a hundred years old, someone, somewhere, will remember me because of the beauty I once had. This is why I am here. I am here through bad times and good, to make a difference.