Its not easy being a book because,
I get torn and ripped, by rough human hands.
My colour fades all the time and pages get folded over and used for bookmarks.
Kids draw on me and hot coffee gets all over my pages, and I get crumbs and food on me.
I get thrown around by mean hands.
I get put in boring old bookshelves and dust gets all over me and I start to sneeze, but when I get picked to get read I get really excited.
I don’t like being a book!!!