Sunday, November 10, 2013
Assignment 12 -Ryan Collins
Every day was the same, someone would pick me up, flip through my pages, and set me back down on the shelf with the other books. It was exiting at first, but as the other books were purchased and began their new lives, i remained on the shelf. It was a lonely process, until one day, I was bought. excitement coursed through my pages as my buyer eagerly read me, and i was happy. however, things did not stay this way. halfway through my story, my buyer became bored, and decided to take a break. That break has lasted twelve long years. Now my day consists of sitting on a shelf yet again with all the other neglected books, longing for attention. Its not all bad though, i have made the acquaintances of many of the other books and magazines that shared my past experience of spontaneous excitement and crushing neglect. Many of them are gifts from thoughtful relatives, others are textbooks that were never returned, some are even books that haven't been opened. We all have one thing in common, and that is we are all forgotten.
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