A book was gifted to a little girl who enjoyed reading it. However, it was stolen by a bully who scratched out her name and badly damaged the book. The book was then sold cheaply and passed through several owners, sometimes being well cared for but other times being damaged or neglected. Eventually, it found a boy who hides and reads it carefully, providing the book a loving home despite its age.

2. 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.

3. 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.

4. 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.

5. 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.