I was born in the family of "Reynolds". My family members included my brother, Master Rex Reynold and myself, Miss. Rexy Reynold besides my parents. We were a close knit family. My mother used to feed us with ink regularly. Whenever either of us was hungry we used to run to Mamma for food. She would check our bellies and would feed us accordingly. My mother, Mrs. Ruby Reynold used to advise my friends and me about the bad affects of over-eating. Both my parents cared for us so much that we never felt any hardship until we grew up to be adults. Alas! My parents passed away within a period of one year.
My uncle, Parker, took care of us. However he too was old. He told us to learn to be independent for our own sake. Many days passed by. Then one day a shopkeeper from "Roots collections" assured my uncle that he would take care of us. He took us to his shop and placed us among our cousins. Mr. Mohan, from the same building, took my brother away. I cried. Atul, a class sixth student, chose me. He respected me and took great care of me for the first few months. He would feed me, clean me up and change the crown on my head at periodic intervals. As days passed by and I was growing old Atul decided to have another person to replace me. I cried in silence and thought to myself that my days of being purposeful were numbered. Atul threw me with a bang straight into the dustbin. I met my aunt, Mrs. Rosy Parker there. It pained me. I decided to narrate and pen down "The Journey of My Life" for others to read.
I learnt that "Life is what we make it out to be".
by Sneha Ramesh (11 years)