Question

Write a autobiography about yourself thinking you as a postbox.Answer it in a paragraph without grammatical errors...

Answer 1

hello I am a post box. I am red in colour, everyday a postman comes and deliver s parcel s, letters, and many more exciting stuff into me. I feel very proud when somebody takes the post from me. I am ambitious to know what is written inside those beautiful letters. my owners love me very much, they always repaint me whenever I start to fade. but sadly one day I was taken out of the mud and I was sent the garbage dump. it was terribly stinky and dirty over there. I knew that was the last of me but maybe I could be saved. then suddenly I noticed a blast of light! I was saved! I was pulled out and taken by somebody else! now I have a whole new life ahead of me!!!!! thank you.