Write a autobiography on a bag
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My name is blue bag. I'm a school bag.Let me tell you about my past. Early one morning. I found myself hanging in a bag shop. Suddenly, an old man about walked into the shop.
He wanted to gift a school bag to his grandson . His grandson told him that he needed a new school bag because his previous bag has given way. So his grandpa asked him to choose a bag that he liked. He looked at the shelf and saw me. He took me down and placed me on the counter. Suddenly everything turned white. I did not know what was happening. I stayed in there for almost two hours. Finally, I was taken out. Then I noticed that the white place was actually a plastic bag.
When I looked around. I could see lots of beautiful things. It was his house. Then he came running towards me holding books and stuffs in his hands. After putting everything neatly in me. I did not feel so empty.
The next day he carried me to school. I met some new friends, which are bags. After using me for few months, I had a hole at the bottom. he did not want to use me anymore. He threw me into the rubbish dump. I was so sad that a tear rolled down my eye.
After a few hours, he camed back walking towards me. He picked me up and brought me into his house. His grandma used a very thick cloth to sew the hole in me. Then she gave me to her grandson. He carried me to school everyday. He used me for years because he realized that it was gifted by his grandfather. He kept me years and years. But didn't threw me again
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Suddenly, an old man about walked into the shop. He wanted to gift a school bag to his grandson . His grandson told him that he needed a new school bag because his previous bag has given way. So his grandpa asked him to choose a bag that he liked.
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Autobiography of a School Bag
Autobiography of a School Bag
By Zoha Faraz on July 9, 2019
I am a school bag. My name is Puffus. I am train themed. My color is blue and green. I have seven zipped pockets. A bag manufacturing factory made me. I was kept in a big bag’s shop.
One day a boy named Abdullah came to the shop with his father. He was looking for a new school bag and decided to take me home. He loved and liked me a lot. Before he had a Dinosaur themed bag but he didn’t like it anymore. So he gave it to his little brother and bought me. When I entered in his house I was in a different room with many toys and stuffed animals. He used to buy a lot of new things. He was a very rich child. He kept all of his books and stationary in me. He found me useful.
I carried everything he wanted to take to his school. I kept the things safe in me and made sure that no one touched any of his things. Every night his mother checked me to watch out whether all the things were organized or not. Every morning his mom kept his lunch bag and water bottle beside me. He picked me up everyday and took me to school. Once Abdullah picked me up and I got stuck in his class chair,I liked my new owner a lot. I learnt a lesson in my life that being with the rich is not important rather a caring owner is more valuable.
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