Autobiography of a book
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I felt so happy as she carried me home in her handbag. She gifted me to her daughter, who was a lovely little girl.
She enjoyed reading me very much. She wrote her name on my first page and always carried me with her. I was very happy.
One day, while I was in her bag, a wicked boy came into the classroom and stole me. He erased her name by scratching it with a blade. I got deep cuts because of it and was in great pain. That boy had no interest in me. He sold me at a very low price to a man in a shop who sells second-hand books.
After a few days, another boy came and bought me. He took me home and covered me nicely with brown paper. I felt happy and comforted after a long time. He then wrote his name on me. One day, while he was reading me, his elder brother came into the room. He snatched me from his hands and threw me into a comer. In the process, I got badly hurt and bruised. The boy shouted at his brother for reading me and Went away.
At first the small boy cried a lot. Then, he picked me up with great love and smoothed my pages. I felt happy and got relief again. He hid me in his drawer and kept me safe. Every now and then he takes me out for reading. I have been with him for a long time now. I feel a little old but am happy because he takes good care of me