This story is pretty simple, enjoy!
One day I decided to visit a bookshop and check if they got the latest book. I went there just by myself. My eyes were captivated by lots of new books... there were some with colorful covers. The cover looked so attractive so I got a copy of it without even trying to scan its pages. I really have no idea of its content. When I got home, I took time to scan its pages... I was surprised to see nothing but blank pages. It was so plain it didn't have any sense at all. Feeling depressed and disappointed I went back to the bookshop, still tying to find something worthy to read about. When I passed on one of the bookshelves I saw this simple book, colored blue with no design at all. It was so simple yet it has lots of essential things on it. As I was reading some of its pages, I started to feel so loved... that book made a difference in my life. From its lines it taught me to grow and be more mature. I got hurt by some of its lines and it even brought me pain. The book gave me constructive pain... but then I didn't allow myself to stop reading. Even though it's painful, still I continued absorbing the book's content. After I experienced everything I thought the book would pull me down but as I finished reading the book I felt more happy because of the book's content I became stronger and I became more lovable. The book was so simple, so plain... but its meaning was so deep. You want to know the name of the book? Its... it was...YOU