Autobiography of a Jacket - Rishona Chopra

 

I am a jacket. Surprisingly, I don’t remember where I was born and who gave birth to me!! I had a similar look to my friend “Coat”. I was not popular at first because Coat was used in almost every home! When my owner did my surgery, which was the most painful thing, I got a  zig-zag structure that I heard people call zip that closed my chest and opened it. At first, it pained when my zip was used, but I got used to it.

Soon, I became famous.

You must think that made me happy, but you are half right. I felt sorry for Coat as he was hardly ever used, and sometimes I saw him cry too. I gave him support and love. He was happy, but that didn’t last long. He set on a journey to find true happiness. Don’t you feel sorry for him?

Jacket

Rishona Chopra Grade V Gyanshree School

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