Notebook sighed, “At least you were loved. I’m practically a virgin.”
Cell Phone was shocked at Dollar Bill’s cold words. She blinked back tears.
Things seemed to be getting replaced faster than before. The youngest of them, Notebook, was only ten years old.
Her friends had disappeared, one by one, and no one had come to replace them. A chill went up her spine.
Amy closed Paperback and hugged it close to her heart.
Suddenly the Old Desk spoke.
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