In the girl's room, there's a big pile of books in one corner. She has so many books; they're everywhere, stacked up high on shelves and even on the floor. But there's something different about one spot in her room. Right there, on a small table, sits an old lamp. It's not like the rest of her stuff; it's old-fashioned, not modern like everything else. An old lamp is a light that's been around for a while. It might look a bit worn-out, with a metal or wooden base and a cover for the light bulb. It could have rust or its colors might have faded. But even though it's old, it still gives off a cozy light when you switch it on, making a room feel nice and familiar.
This lamp is special to her because her grandpa gave it to her before he passed away. He was a kind man who loved to read, just like her. They used to spend hours together, reading stories under the soft glow of that lamp. Even though he's gone now, she keeps the lamp because it reminds her of him and all the good times they shared.
Her room may be filled with new things, but that old lamp is like a piece of her grandpa that she can hold onto. Whenever she turns it on, it's like he's right there with her again, sharing another story. It makes her feel safe and happy, knowing that even though he's no longer here, his memory lives on in that old lamp.
So, she keeps it in a special place, where she can see it every day and remember her grandpa and the love they shared. It's more than just a lamp; it's a connection to her past and a reminder of the bond they had. And as she grows older, she knows that no matter where life takes her, that lamp will always be there, shining a light on the memories she holds dear.
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