Story of my little pink button
Ah! Finally you picked me up! Thank you dear!
You have no clue how indebted I feel towards you for picking me up from all the others.
It's been a long wait!
Yes, I had made friends with the big black button and the giant green button but they were not very good with me is it because am way too tiny than them. Or is it because am more girlie, petite and timid.
But now that you have picked me up. I feel great.
Maybe I am not that bad.
I am different from others and that's why you picked me up, right?
I suddenly realise how beautiful I am. My size doesn't matter. What matters is that what will I be put in use for.
May be a cute little girl's crochet sweater or a tall and confident teenager's vibrant jacket.
You never know what all you can do till you push yourself in different situations.
I am so looking forward to my new journey with you. Promise me that you will not put me again in that huge cup with all my cousins nd and friends. I feel claustrophobic inside. But I am so relaxed and happy now resri9on your boo, face down, reading those letters. It's been a whole. Thank God I still remember how to read. Hey is this an article about lost things. Have they mentioned my name too ? Am in the list anywhere ?
Clara lost me around two weeks back while coming back from school she should not have played with her pink sweater that day. That's exactly when I popped out and felt flat with a small thug on that narrow road behind her school.
You have no clue how indebted I feel towards you for picking me up from all the others.
It's been a long wait!
Yes, I had made friends with the big black button and the giant green button but they were not very good with me is it because am way too tiny than them. Or is it because am more girlie, petite and timid.
But now that you have picked me up. I feel great.
Maybe I am not that bad.
I am different from others and that's why you picked me up, right?
I suddenly realise how beautiful I am. My size doesn't matter. What matters is that what will I be put in use for.
May be a cute little girl's crochet sweater or a tall and confident teenager's vibrant jacket.
You never know what all you can do till you push yourself in different situations.
I am so looking forward to my new journey with you. Promise me that you will not put me again in that huge cup with all my cousins nd and friends. I feel claustrophobic inside. But I am so relaxed and happy now resri9on your boo, face down, reading those letters. It's been a whole. Thank God I still remember how to read. Hey is this an article about lost things. Have they mentioned my name too ? Am in the list anywhere ?
Clara lost me around two weeks back while coming back from school she should not have played with her pink sweater that day. That's exactly when I popped out and felt flat with a small thug on that narrow road behind her school.
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