7 Day Writing Prompt Challenge: Prompt #3 One Object

So I'm not sure how I feel about this one. Since the final day is a prompt to put all 7 days worth of writing into one, I'm trying to connect all of them together. So yeah, it's probably one of the strangest piece I've ever written, but I hope you all will enjoy it. And be sure to give me some feedback on what you think.

She Feels Too Much For Things That Aren’t Even Alive

Emma Greere

She just wondered what inanimate objects felt sometimes. Always being used and never really getting anything in return. Take a refrigerator; they hold our things. Our food, keep everything cool and fresh and what does it get in return? It gets the payment of sitting there and collecting dust (unless we’re nice enough to clean it). They have to hold all this weight inside of them, it’s like a tortured soul. Someone who is forced to keep all of this inside of them and is only allowed to relieve their load when someone allows them too. It’s almost inhumane! That is, if if was a person. Which it isn’t. It’s just a thing. But how does it feel? How would she feel if she had to sit somewhere 24/7 collecting dust and only get yelled at if she breaks down? It isn’t the fridge’s fault, it’s just old.
A frown came across her face. She looked down at her mini fridge that was well hidden underneath her desk. Shiny new black coating with shiny new black handles. It didn’t hold that much, but she couldn’t help but feel for the poor little thing. It was so small and yet had to hold so much.
She sighed. Maybe she was going crazy; feeling bad for an object. Who every really thought that anyway? Only she did, I guess. She was a strange one. Feeling bad for an object as if it had a soul. More than ridiculous.