Written by: Bisu Maharjan - 28003, Grade VII
Posted on: 28 July, 2022
Hi everyone! I am a pencil box and today I am here to share an interesting story about myself. I was made in India. I was a very famous and luxurious box. I also had a pin code to unlock me. After a few days of my birth. I was transported abroad in an aero plane with many other boxes. I was the most attractive box among them. We were taken to a very big shopping mall.
The new place was amazing for us. After a few days, my friends got sold out to their new owner. They left the mall with happy faces. I was also waiting for my new owner, but no one even dared to pick me up. Whenever someone would, they would put me back instantly due to my high price.
Once, a suspicious looking guy came to me, picked me up and put me in his pocket. I knew I was stolen. I wanted to scream loudly but I was helpless. Then after 2 hours, when the boy took me out of his pocket, I was in a big parking lot with a big house in front of me. He handed me to a rich man and took money from him. It made me very sad. But a good thing happened. I got a new owner. Her name was Jenny. She was a rich man's daughter. She took good care of me and once a week wiped me clean with a soft cloth dipped in water. We were fond of each other. She used to keep all her favorite pens with me.
Once Jenny took me to a party and she forgot me there. I was lying all alone on a couch. There came a boy named Harry who took me to his room. When he was trying to open the code, he heard his father’s footsteps outside the door. He quickly threw me out the window into a little pond and he never came back to take me again.
Now, I am here rusting away in the water. I still have hope that Jenny will come to take me, I miss her everyday and remember those moments with her. Those were the happiest moments of my life.
