This is my first time writing a story, I hope it gets noticed! I do not own Ib.
Ib was bored. She was very, very bored. So she decided to write a story to pass the time. Maybe this will be fun, she thought to herself. She found some paper and tried
to come up with some ideas. Hmmm…This is harder than I thought…, Ib mused as she tried in vain to think of something good to write… and then she had an idea. I
know! She thought to herself, I'll write about my experience in the art gallery! Inspired, she wrote and wrote until she used up the paper she had. To her surprise, she
realized that she couldn't find any more paper! "Mother, we're out of paper!" Ib said from upstairs. To which Ib's mother responded, "I'm going shopping. If you come
with me, you can pick out some more paper, okay?" "Okay, I'm coming." Ib said to her mother as she walked downstairs. Later, at the store, Ib's mother is buying
various items while Ib is looking for paper. Staring at shelves while walking down aisles, Ib bumps into something, but she can't tell what because a thick, dark coat has
fallen onto her face. "Ib? Is that you? Are you all right?" a voice asks, and Ib can instantly recognize him when he takes the coat off her head and puts it on. "You really
remember me, Garry?" "I knew we'd meet again!" he laughs. Ib tells Garry about the story she's writing and he tells her where the paper is. "Oh, I almost forgot…here."
He gives her a freshly washed handkerchief. "Maybe you could add this to your story."