One Book

One day, while my mother was ironing something in the morning, I found a note in front of my room door. There was no name or sender’s name on it. I asked my mother, “Mom, did you put this? My mother usually didn’t put such things, she didn’t put it either. My father wasn’t home last night, so it couldn’t have been that either, but then I realized.” I noticed that there was a name written on the back of the note, it said “invisible stories”, then when I read the name a few times, it started to sound familiar, then I remembered that it was a book, I didn’t usually read books, but I was going to read this one.

Recently, my mother had bought it for me from a place called “public market”. I took it and started reading. When I first read the book, it seemed very boring. I’m glad I didn’t give up because it was actually a very good book, and I liked it. The next morning, I set an alarm and woke up early because I had to read that book. I read it for an hour and two hours. Then I heard a doorbell. It was my mother.

My mother worked very hard, so I couldn’t see her very much. But when I looked at the door, there was no one there, but there were those notes on the floor again. I went to my room and saw a sign appearing on the door of my room. I opened the note but the paper inside was empty, I opened the other one, it had a necklace, it had a very beautiful lens on it, but I had never seen such a necklace before, I put it on immediately and looked at the lens on it, the name of the book was written inside, my skirts were ringing. “In general, I am very happy in a situation where most people would be afraid.” ‘ I immediately ran downstairs and put my necklace into my clothes and continued with the book.

When I reached the 120th page of the book, I saw a handwritten mobile phone number, I immediately called that number and heard a very familiar voice. This was my mother, she tricked me into reading books, but now I love books. I loved it.

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