“I can’t sleep worrying about who you belong
to.” Joonmy said out loud.
He got up and dumped the bag on his bed again.
He flipped through the notebook to see if he
could find anything that would link the bag to an
owner.
“Ahhh, I feel bad reading you but I need to know
who you belong to.” Joonmy spoke to the
notebook.
He leaned back and slowly opened the
notebook.
“Here goes nothing.” He said.
He read a few lines and smiled.
“This is so sweet.” He thought.
He continued reading. Page after page were
poems which were meant for someone special
in this persons life. Upon reaching page 20,
Joonmy stopped in his tracks.
“This was meant for me?” He said surprised.
He smiled and continued reading. He was so
enthralled by the words, he didn’t notice he had
been reading for hours now.