my life as a ruksack.

I was born in a huge factory in texas. In the factory, i saw many people were working for made the same thing as my own body but with differences colours. My whole body was made by thick strong-brown cotton with two string for user to hold me at their back. The worker in the factory majority were old woman siting infront of the sewing machine and started to sewed all sources to made ruksack. The noisy sound from the huge machine made the condition in the factory never quite.
I had been put in a big box for delivered to the shops in the town. In the box, i saw many thing just like me. They were so happy because after we were delivered, our new life will begin with our owner. All of us were put in the lorry to be sent to the shop at the town. everyone was so happy and very excited with what all of us will be facing for.
In the journey, suddently the lorry stoped infront of a small-creative handy craft shop with a sign on it's door spelled "Mr.Smith Shop. The owner of the shop meet the driver of the deliver lorry to check wherever the thing that deliver was wright. Then the driver lift the boxes and put the box into the store. Mr.Smith then came to the store to see us, he check very carefully and take good care of all his stuff in the store.
When he came to our box he open it and he was curious when he saw us because he only think that what the ruksack will came is difference than it be... to be continued...