300 words? I left myself enough to brag! Easy...
I wasn’t always like this. I used to look much like you did. We were pretty similar- even if you don’t want to admit it. I spent my days resting in luxury. Occasionally I would be called upon by some stranger that wanted to come and check me out. That happened more when I was younger, though – I was more popular back then. As I got older, I got shoved further and further into the back; most people don’t make it back this far to even see me; and the ones that do hardly remember me. My life may not have been exciting, but it was comfortable. And that’s all I wanted.
Then the storm hit.
Everything went into chaos. Fortunately, I hadn’t been near a window in a long time - that’s where they store the newbies, so I figured I was safe. There had been storms before; the whole building would shake, and the roof would pound like someone was riding horses on top of it. But they never bothered me much. And, at first, I thought that this storm would be just like the old ones. But, then, as I heard a tearing noise that shook me to my core, I realized that the roof was no longer there! Suddenly, I was exposed to the elements – and some uncontrollable force picked me up off of the shelf and hurled me to the ground outside of my library. There I sat – pages soaking in the mud. Dirty and warped, I knew I would never be the same.