Ethan worked as a janitor in an old library, a place where he found solace among the towering shelves of forgotten books. One evening, as he swept the dusty floor, he noticed a book lying open on a table. It wasn’t just any book—it was glowing faintly, its pages blank except for a single sentence: “Tell me your story.”
Confused, Ethan hesitated but then spoke aloud, “I’m just a janitor. My life isn’t interesting.”
The words faded, replaced by new ones: “Every story matters. Start from the beginning.”
Ethan began to talk—about his dreams of becoming a writer, his struggles, and the loneliness he felt. The book absorbed every word, its pages filling with his life. When he finished, the book closed with a soft snap and disappeared.
The next morning, Ethan found a new section in the library labeled “Hidden Stories.” Among the books was one titled The Life of Ethan Grey. Readers were lining up to borrow it. For the first time, Ethan realized his story had value, and his dream of becoming a writer was closer than he ever imagined.