Dear book, this is another day in my life. A life is like a book. A book is like a box. A box has six sides. Inside and outside, so, how do you get to what's inside? How do you get what's inside, out? Once upon a time, there lived a very pretty girl, who lived in a beautiful box, and everybody loved her. Once upon a time, there was a girl with golden hair who went to live in a beautiful house. And all the people loved her, and she was very, very happy. But the people in the village were very poor, and every night, they crept into the house where the girl slept and they cut off a piece of her golden hair and they sold it for money. βSheβll never even notice,β they saidβ¦ And soon, all the gold was gone from her head, and the people said. βOh, sheβs not beautiful at all.β And they took her from the beautiful house, and they drove her into the street. And she went away. And she never came backβ¦ And soon, people became hungry again and they went back into the beautiful house looking for gold, but there was no one there.Β
