autobiography of a candle
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I am a little candle. I was born in a big candle factory. I came into this beautiful earth along with many brothers and sisters. A worker in the factory worked all day to make us. I loved the worker very much and he made me with utmost care.
The worker was very poor and I felt really sorry for the poor fellow. The day I was born, he quietly kept me inside the small dark pocket in his shirt. Actually, he wanted to take me to his home to light up his small house.
That very day, the owner of the factory was to come and check the progress of the work. I was having a quiet nap in my master’s pocket and had just begun to enter into a sweet dream when I woke with a start due to a sudden vibration. I peeped through my master’s pocket to see what the matter was. I came to learn that the owner of the factory had just arrived and my master actually stood up in respect. The factory-owner was a big beefy man. He had hardly any neck but had a large moustache to make up for it. He asked all the workers to sit down and to continue with their work. Kneeling down, my master continued with his work of making candles.
The factory-owner, after having a walk round the whole factory, at last, came to my master. As my master was kneeling down and working, I knew that I would be falling out of his pocket before long. If the factory-owner saw me and found out that my master had stolen me, my master would be in trouble. I was very afraid. The fat factory-owner was observing my master’s work keenly when I fell out of his pocket. My master was shaking all over and stood up timidly.
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