Journey of a Humble Notebook
Pen down the autobiography of a notebook.
Autobiography of a Notebook
I am a Notebook. I write my life story to tell you everything about my life. Like all other notebooks, I am a clean one notebook. Like everyone else, the booklet of life is packed up and down.
Childhood:
I used to be a hero, but in time, my fame faded. Before the story of my owner began, I was just a pile of papers lying on the bookshelf of a local store. I had no experience, and all my papers were white and soft. I waited a long time for my client to arrive, and one day, a little boy came looking for something. I have never seen such a pure boy in my life who wore a smile. That boy scanned all the bookshelves, and when we both met, it was the happiest part of my life.
When he took me home, he felt very happy and clapped his soft hands on my white pages. He then wrote his name with a black pen on the front page. It was like the beginning of a lifelong journey. Gone are the days when I was filled with thoughts, feelings, and feelings. Sometimes he wrote about the best times in his life that one could imagine and sometimes he wrote about all the sorrows he had to face in his life.
Best dates:
For many years, we lived together. I know all his secrets as his bad friends, the damage his girlfriend caused, and the long list. I have been a big part of his life for many reasons. Like everyone else, my life is coming to an end. Now my owner writes on my last pages. When my life is over, he will buy a new one that will accompany him for the rest of his life. Like today, when my trip is over, thank you so much, and thank you to my owner. He taught me all the beautiful vibes. This has proved to be the happiest day of my life. You left a very touching note at the end of my body that goes like this:
“I will miss you very much. He has always been my best friend. ”
– Written By Shivani Thakkar
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