One day, a very rude, boisterous boy (9.visit) the bookshop and that was the end of my good days. he (10.flip)
through my pages with his dirty, gummy fingers and ripped a few of my pages. i (11.horrify) at his callous
attitude. the shopkeeper forced the boy's mother to buy me, because no one would now (12.buy) a torn book.
as soon as i got to my new home, i (13.put) aside carelessly. to my horror, a toddler (14.crawl) towards me,
(15.attract) by my red, shiny cover. worse still, she (16.hold) a sipping cup, half full of orange juice. first, she
(17.clutch) me with wet fingers, and then she drooled all over me. to make matters worse, she spilled some
juice on me, (18.make) me all wet and soggy. she even tried (19.chew) a corner of my cover till her mother
rescued me.
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