Write an autobiography of a school bag.
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Answers
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.
Answer:
Hello, I am a bag. But I am not an ordinary bag. I am a school bag and this is my autobiography. Check it out.
My main purpose in life is to transport many school materials such as books and pencil cases.
I can be made from a different kind of fiber. I can exist in many different shapes and colors. I can have different names such as backpack, rucksack or handbags.
Early life
I was born in one factory in the early seventies of the 20th century. My first owner was a boy named Tommy. My color was army green and my intention was for the soldiers. I didn’t have many friends at that time since we were not popular in school. I was made from nylon. My owner didn’t like me. His parents wanted that he carries me to school, but he refused. I went out only a couple of times. And then one day he left to college and I stayed in the house, alone and forgotten.
Mille, the second owner
The eighties come. One day, a new family has come to the house where I lived. One girl found me. Her name was Mille. At that time, many kids wore school bags, so Mille decided to take me out. She was really wonderful. She carried a lot of books in school and I was glad to help her. And not just that. Mille carried me everywhere – to picnics, on hiking and social meetings. She usually wore me on one shoulder.
I was Mille’s best friend until the end of the college. At that time I was very old and tired. It was time to take a rest. Mille put me in her closet were I spend the last days of my life.